Monday, February 7, 2011

The Dogs of Winter

Cry snow buried trash...Cry blackish-brown slush...Cry opportunistic rodents...And let slip the dogs of winter.

Taken near Rivington and Bowery in Manhattan.

The thin and lame Shakespeare-ian allusion I just dropped is much funnier with beer, and lots of it, which by the way, is available at the small white shop front and center.  To gain access to your foamy, alcoholic comedic appreciation aid, just navigate around the minivan sized, mound of black snow…

Taken on Greenpoint Avenue in Greenpoint, Brooklyn.

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