Yesterday, Northern BoulevardYesterday I drive from Brooklyn to Queens. From Queens back to Brooklyn. Then I drive further into Brooklyn, turn around and drive into Queens again. On each route I see the urban decay that exists between Brooklyn and Queens. There are no kids playing around fire hydrants, no stickball games, no strong, handsome, proud people out and about. No, it is simply cold and the trees are naked.
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