You can see the silhouetted ghost of the Rockaway Beach Branch running across the top of the embankment.
The NY Times published a piece contrasting the patrons of the racetrack and those of the casino. I don't know how representative it is of the two clienteles, but it is a good read.
This was much less dramatic than I had hoped. I didn't even see a single person angrily rip up a ticket!
I can't say I saw much in the way of collars around here. Perhaps this restriction dates back to the days when you actually had to pay to get into the Club. Since the fall of 2008, admission to the entire facility has been free.
Here at Aqueduct, you can put money on simulcast races taking place around the country. Since the collapse of the city's OTB parlors in late 2010, Aqueduct has been the only place in NYC where you can go to (legally) bet on the horses in person.
The casino is not even 15 months old, but the Big A has been here since 1894.
The fine establishment in the foreground is not the only pawn shop located on Rockaway Boulevard outside the casino. Well, technically it's a racino, because it's connected to...
Welcome to the melancholy life of Queens chrome. Is all that flashiness just a futile attempt to cover up some deep-seated self-esteem issues?
I'm walking every street in New York City.
This is the counterpoint to my walk across the US. Instead of seeing a million places for just a minute each, I'm going to spend a million minutes exploring just one place. By the time I finish walking every block of every street in all five boroughs, I'll have traveled more than 8,000 miles on foot — all within a single city. Details!
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~9,954 miles walked
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