(The block)

There are dozens and dozens of colorful pacifiers hanging from the branches of the trees outside this apartment building. The collection was apparently started by a former superintendent, who would often find the things lying on the ground — there are lots of babies here in Borough Park — and it's since become a neighborhood institution, with local children adding their own binkies when they finally outgrow them.

Modular Diet Spray, finally in kosher form — and it's only $99.99 per ounce! According to its maker:

Each bottle contains an 'Energy Profile' in multiple potencies (6c / 12c / 30c) imprinted onto a solution of Steam Distilled Water (80%) and Kosher Corn Alcohol (20%). This is a proprietary 'magnetic remanence' homeotherapeutic product.

inside St. Michael's

From the Bronx to Manhattan and now to Brooklyn, the Royal Kingbee continues to push the frontiers of his mighty Rite Aid empire.

This is the setting of the robot-packed music video for "Hang Up The Phone" by Lipa Schmeltzer, "the Lady Gaga of Hasidic music". I didn't know anything about Mr. Schmeltzer until I saw an album of his advertised on a billboard by the BQE back in 2012.

Gotta get rid of all the chametz before Pesach (Passover) starts — just watch out for the "Passover Specials".

This post office preserves the otherwise vanished name of a late-19th-century real estate development that was long ago swallowed by the neighborhood of Borough Park. In its day, Blythebourne was billed as "a model suburban village . . . [with] 40 different styles of cottages," an appealing alternative to that era's overcrowded tenements, whose "physical and moral evils have been deprecated by political economists, reformers, and philanthropists alike."

The Bay Ridge Branch freight line, with the Sea Beach Line (N train) visible at left

Here we are again at the somewhat mysterious, elongated garden squeezed in between 62nd Street and the tracks of the N train in Dyker Heights, running from 10th Avenue to 11th (aerial view). As you walk the long block between the avenues, the garden seems surprisingly large; the plant beds just go on and on, interspersed with an occasional rickety-looking shack like the one pictured or like this dilapidated pile of shingles.