It's a sleepy Sunday afternoon. Wife and kids are napping, despite the fact that the woman who lives upstairs sounds like she's building a replica of the Trojan horse while a militia of Rockettes perform an all high-heel stomp-about on her pointedly un-carpeted floors. Bitch. Life in Manhattan in a nutshell, I suppose.
Speaking of Manhattan, I uncovered the pictures below while I was attempting to clean up my desktop. Being that I'm constantly downloading images, some tend to fall through the cracks and never make it up here. In the mists of time, however, I forget the whys, wherefores and specifics of the photos. As such, I can't tell you much about them, other than that they obviously depict certain New York City locales (including the Flatiron Building, the Brooklyn Bridge, the Mars Bar, St. Marks Place and -- once again -- the old Palladium) from strikingly different eras. Enjoy.
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