Archive for March 7, 2008
Outside, It’s America
Frankly, I’m surprised shit isn’t tossed at that thing more often. Military Island — a red, white and blue neon-stiped, brush-steel box — sits astride a wedge-shaped slab of concrete between at 43d Street between Seventh and Broadway. It is, quite literally, The Crossroads of the World. There are no fences, no barricades, no sentries…
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