one of the cranes at the atlantic was taken down today---when the other one comes down, i will not see a crane from my balcony for the first time since i moved in----there are still a couple more at twelfth and ptree, which i can't see from here, but they won't be up much longer----that'll be it for the cranes in midtown
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4/21/2009 08:30:00 PM
Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.
The seed of our destruction will blossom in the desert, the alexin of our cure grows by a mountain rock, and our lives are haunted by a Georgia slattern, because a London cutpurse went unhung. Each moment is the fruit of forty thousand years. The minute-winning days, like flies, buzz home to death, and every moment is a window on all time.
john northbrooke, c. 1570
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