Every once in a while I like to walk along the Manhattan Bridge. What I like most is the views of the gritty rooftops of the old buildings in Chinatown, on the Manhattan side. Most find it repulsive, and I certainly understand but I always liked grit and grime and all things old, worn and decaying. Hmmm, wonder what Frasier Crane might say about that. . . ;)
Here are a few images from the bridge looking at some of the close-ups of certain things. There is a tremendous amount of grafitti, most likely because these rooftops are readily viewable from the brooklyn bound trains and taggers love a captive audience. The Brooklyn bridge can be seen in the distance in the second photo from the top.
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grittiness can translate as beauty. These are fabulous!
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