ALAS, I have never been able to get a decent photo of the two vintage Twinlamps that light the plaza in front of the NYC City Hall entrance; that’s because…
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As mentioned on a recent post, on a sparkling December Saturday (quite unlike the following one during which I’m writing this) I decided to walk Chambers Street then across the…
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I should really save this one for a Chambers Street page, since I recently walked the lower Manhattan route while aiming for the Brooklyn Bridge, whose pedestrian path has finally…
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I really should have gotten a better photo of it from the other side, but fascinated by the sight of an honorific sign among the distinctive Downtown Alliance black and…
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BEFORE I talk about the lamppost I plan on discussing today, I’ll say a few words about the building that, in effect, provides its home. (Don’t worry, I’ll explain.) By…
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WHEN ambling around the area east of City Hall Park recently, I was surprised to find Theatre Alley completely open to the air and the elements, as opposed to the…
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Sugar refineries, called sugar houses, were built in lower Manhattan during the mid to late 1700s to alleviate the need to import refined sugar from Europe. The sugar houses, with their…
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By GARY FONVILLE Forgotten NY correspondent I was in Lower Manhattan recently headed to a national stationery store to purchase computer ink. Don’t get me started on how computer printer…
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Continued from Part 1 I decided to head over to City Hall Park, and the area immediately surrounding it, to look at the lampposts. But as usual with this stuff,…
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I’d say there are still a few dozen of these clocks still in use in the subways, especially on the BMT and IND where countdown clocks have not been installed…
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I haven’t got a handle yet on the new Fulton Center, the new glass and metal stationhouse, due to be populated with stores and other amenities, that opened in the…
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I first visited the Chambers Street BMT station, which serves J and Z trains during the week and is the southern terminal for the J train on weekends, for Forgotten…