I’m a New Yorker, and I run. I get bored doing laps around the park or running up and down the Hudson River path. Instead, I use my long-distance runs to explore the neighborhoods in my city, especially in the outer boroughs. I’ve decided to take a cheap digital camera with me on some of my runs to document the city and its changes as seen when crossing on foot.


Tuesday, December 28, 2010

I ran in the Snowpocalypse


Only 1.5 miles. But in boots, every mile counts for two. Right?






This run required different shoes.
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Saving your space, Chicago style.
This guy shoveled half the street just to get his car out.
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Waverly Street, untouched by plows.
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Looking down Willoughby Ave.
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This truck seems to have been abandoned in the middle of Willoughby.

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These guys turned away help. A crossing guard scolded them:
"Next time somebody who needs work offers to shovel, you give them the job!"
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Trudging down Skillman
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Don't Walk
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Walk
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