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New York, September 2008 by onesevenone on Flickr.
the city by Phillip Kalantzis Cope
40th Street between Fifth and Sixth Avenues, Manhattan. by New York Public Library on Flickr.
archimaps: The Rockefeller Center seen from Park Central Hotel in 1942, New York
Midtown and Lower Manhattan covered in smog. 1966. New York by wavz13 on Flickr.
West Side Improvement, Henry Hudson Parkway. 1937. New York by wavz13 on Flickr.
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O.C. - Getaway

nevver: December 16th, 1960 - Park Slope
moderation: Kramer: All right, Coney Island. Ok, you can take the B or the F and switchfor the N at Broadway Lafayette, or you can go over the bridge to DeKalband catch the Q to Atlantic Avenue, then switch to the IRT 2, 3, 4 or 5,but don’t get on the G. See that’s very tempting, but you wind up on Smithand 9th street, then you got to get on the R.Elaine: Couldn’t he just take the D straight to Coney Island?Kramer: Well, yeah… (via Seinfeldscripts)
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wearetheweirdos: Ryan Pfluger
palahniukandchocolate: The Garment District, 1960
missmmhmm: On May 1, 1947, Evelyn McHale leapt to her death from the observation deck of the Empire State Building. Photographer Robert Wiles took a photo of McHale a few minutes after her death. The photo ran a couple of weeks later in Life magazine accompanied by the following caption: On May Day, just after leaving her fiancé, 23-year-old Evelyn McHale wrote a note. ‘He is much better off without me … I wouldn’t make a good wife for anybody,’ … Then she crossed it out. She went to the observation platform of the Empire State Building. Through the mist she gazed at the street, 86 floors below. Then she jumped. In her desperate determination she leaped clear of the setbacks and hit a United Nations limousine parked at the curb. Across the street photography student Robert Wiles heard an explosive crash. Just four minutes after Evelyn McHale’s death Wiles got this picture of death’s violence and its composure. From McHale’s NY Times obituary, Empire State Ends Life of Girl, 20: At 10:40 A. M., Patrolman John Morrissey of Traffic C, directing traffic at Thirty-fourth Street and Fifth Avenue, noticed a swirling white scarf floating down from the upper floors of the Empire State. A moment later he heard a crash that sounded like an explosion. He saw a crowd converge in Thirty-third Street. Two hundred feet west of Fifth Avenue, Miss McHale’s body landed atop the car. The impact stove in the metal roof and shattered the car’s windows. The driver was in a near-by drug store, thereby escaping death or serious injury. On the observation deck, Detective Frank Murray of the West Thirtieth Street station, found Miss McHale’s gray cloth coat, her pocketbook with several dollars and the note, and a make-up kit filled with family pictures. http://kottke.org/08/07/the-most-beautiful-suicide