Sombrierty -Brooklyn, Queens

So,
so I wish I could tell...

So I went some more sightseeing, brought my videocamera this time, felt to exposed to actually use it most of the time, want a tiny one. I walked around lower Manhattan looking for this cinema that was gonna show an old Fellini(io e multi grande fan). Having found it I get on the first subway I can find, it's heading for downtown Brooklyn, fine by me. My ultimate goal is Queens and then back to the cinema, the film starts 5:30, it is now 1. The subwaystation at Atlantic avenue is gigantic, I never seen or imagined such a big one. I hunt out Lafayette avenue and the G-line, this will bring me further north in Brooklyn -it's end-stop letting me transfer to the 7-line. Regarding the avenues, although Manhatten has only 12-15 of them Brooklyn has umpteen -some with numbers, some with names, some that breach the logic of the system.

Anyway, the G-line substations are all white-tiled the same way that many Manhattan stations are but the they're in a deplorable state. The tiling has turned brown, the paint in the roof is falling down by numbers and in the opposite subway-track an ugly sewer-brown river runs by. I think about Bombay and Mexico City(never been to any of them though), fascinating. So I get on the 7-line which is elevated, it runs through the southern part of Queens, Long Island here I come(though technically, Brooklyn is also on Long Island). It's Hal Hartley land, I've seen alot of this in his movies.

The mood on the subway is different, workers commuting. Workers seems to its own class around the world, I recognize the mannerisms, the weary outlook, the speed at which cell-phone calls is answered. I wonder where these people will be in the revolution, either leading it or holding it back. I feel at home in a sense. Just before the last stop there's a huge park, I figure it'll be a perfect place for the J in my pocket and I venture out. They had a world fair here -40, 50 years ago. A gigantic globe and some weird towers dominate, between the trees you can see aircraft landing, looks weird too. I sit beneath some trees and look at the people. Later mr. B will me that this is where they shot the ending of MIB(the weird towers were the UFOs the bug tries to get away in), can't believe I didn't get that when I was there, but heck.

I head back to the subway and take the Manhattan train, got a movie to catch though I still have plenty of time. I land on 42nd 5th, just near Times Square and figure I'll go slow and walk down towards the Village. It's a nice walk and as 30th street becomes the 29th the stressful business mood goes away and the relaxed village mood enters. I've been walking down broadway and as it crosses the 5th avenue I see that famous building, first time I see it(it's being ronvated though). I follow the 5th avenue till it ends in a park, the one with the tiny copy of the arche de triumph in Paris.

There is an anti-war demonstration going on, it too is tiny. I stop awhile, smoke a cigarette, shoot video of the demonstration, I don't have a watch but I figure I got plenty of time. So eventually I head down to the cinema, it looks deserted. I ask this guy what time it is 'five to six'. I have him confirm it, fuck, I missed the movie -and I was gonna meet ms. H here too. I'm tired and go to Christopher street and take the subway home. By the time I get home the time is... 6 o'clock. Fuck, twice as screwed, that guy was wrong. I *was* in time. Sorry ms. H if you're reading.

Anyway

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