Friday, June 22, 2001
Walking down Bond Street last evening, I stumbled upon a defeat. Remember the incredible warehouse building fronting the Canal just north of the Union Street Bridge, with the beautiful, lugubrious dino-crane on its roof? It is demolished. The wrecking-cranes were finishing the job as I happened by. Some Herb I shot the shit with on the street told me it's a rumored Trump project. My heart sank, overcome with regret that my intention to photograph the ominous, sky-borne seahorse from multifarious angles had been obviated by the fetid Donald, a true sewage-shitter, a man not deserving of a haunch-rest on the banks of the sacred, martyred Gowanus...
-- Strength Through Failure
posted at 3:58 PM