Easter Saturday

Took a stroll over the Pulaski Bridge this afternoon to Greenpoint, Brooklyn and back with my next door neighbor, Sheila. 2 miles roundtrip. She needed white kielbasa, and Manhattan Avenue in the 'Pernt is the only place to get it freshly made.

I took some snaps along the way. Greenpoint feels like another world, yet it's only 15 minutes from midtown Manhattan. The neighborhoods used to be very clearly divided--Spanish, Polish, then Italian as you head to, and under the BQE (Brooklyn Queens Expressway) Underpass. The lines are a bit more blurred now, but seeing signs in Polish with no translation really transports me!

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