Nice pics, nice Steinway piano
I've always wanted to head out to the east side, around 99th St. Always been intrigued by photographers who have the stones to roll through rough neighborhoods with about ten large in gear strapped to their backs.
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Sixty years ago, every Sunday, my Mom would give me 50 cents for a double-feature afternoon. I'd walk a dozen blocks to the Parma Theater. Unlike the movies complexes of today, there was only one screen. Even if I went early, it seemed that there were always at least a hundred other kids in line ahead of me. That line would wrap around the corner and down the street. It cost a quarter to get in and I would spend the remaining 25 sents on popcorn and candy. In the theater, empty popcorn boxes would fly through the air in every direction. If you were caught by one of the ushers (remember ushers?) you would be thrown out. During horrow movies, men dressed as ghouls and monsters would roam the aisles to scare the kids. A lot of times, I just sat there with my eyes closed. I loved those Sundays. The theater closed a few years ago.
I've always wanted to head out to the east side, around 99th St. Always been intrigued by photographers who have the stones to roll through rough neighborhoods with about ten large in gear strapped to their backs.
i like your thread. How do you get the building interior shots w/o people?
Nice crystal clear water in that last shot Ted.![]()
Will you be there?