By posting the above photo, I suppose I'm only further vindicating accusations that this blog fetishizes the past, but c'est la guerre. As I inch perilously closer to my forty-third birthday, I find myself randomly searching for pictures of New York City during the year I was born -- hence the one above. I'm not suggesting I hung out at the Five Spot (it's awning pictured on the southern side of the street above), snappin' my fingers to Ornette Coleman with the other hepcats.
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