Downtown Brooklyn 2
09/22/04
Downtown Brooklyn. I used to eat at the hero shop in the early '90s. It wasn't very good.
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Ah yes. I guess you can only remove an item from display if you have no reason.
Posted by: pixpop at September 22, 2004 01:20 AM
ass
Posted by: petrol at September 22, 2004 04:40 AM
i've never been to that hero shop, despite living near it for around a year.
holla!!!
Posted by: tien at September 22, 2004 08:00 AM
The bathroom in the Dunkin Donuts on Jay Street has to be one of the most miserable potty experiences on earth. Last I was there, I meant to photograph it for posterity, but was too dark and smelled so bad that I did my business and ran for the hills.
Posted by: corie at September 22, 2004 08:36 AM
Is it still hanging out if it's 'authorised' ?
Posted by: psychbloke at September 22, 2004 05:01 PM
I ate in this hero shop on Livingston street while a
student at Brooklyn Poly.
THe sandwiches were great! Time wounds all heels, I guess.
Burp. Belch. Great pastrami heros!
Posted by: Donald in Indian land at September 22, 2004 05:59 PM
Oh, yes that was 1954-57. Long time ago.
Posted by: Donald in Indian land at September 22, 2004 06:00 PM
Who is the artist that does the money bag head sculptors I see all over the city and in the subway? I find those things very interesting. I am especially enamored of the grafitti face in the second to the last photo. NYC always had the most engaging grafitti.
Posted by: Robin at September 23, 2004 02:38 PM
The sculptor is Tom Otterness. He appears to have an exhibition on Broadway for the next couple months.
Posted by: Mike at September 23, 2004 03:02 PM
Thanks Mike...I will check him out.
Posted by: Robin Rock at September 24, 2004 04:00 PM
Is that sculpture still in brooklyn? and if so where? i looked at his website but didn't find any info about it. thanks
Posted by: Gwynne at October 22, 2004 12:16 AM
This Otterness is in Metrotech, on what used to be Myrtle Avenue and is now a promenade without any promenaders (apologies to Jane Jacobs).