I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks
Friday, January 9, 2026
Urban poetry
There are a lot of alleys in lower Manhattan, but you rarely see them festooned with clotheslines and laundry.
I didn't look closely when I took this picture, off Walker Street last summer, and thought that the towels and undershirts were banners or pennants of some kind. But it's very festive!
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