On Aug. 11, 2009, I will be posting only about Third Street, Brooklyn. Specifically, Third Street between Smith Street and the Gowanus—a very gritty, utterly unsung stretch of pavement.
Why? Because it's hot, and when it's hot, I keep my ventures local; because it's what I've got a bunch of pictures of; because it's a damn interesting piece of urban thoroughfare; just because.
I'll start with this message painted across the rim of a vacant warehouse near the Gowanus Canal. "No More Corporate Bullshit. Fuk Wall Street."
I like the way you talk, Third Street. Fuk them, indeed.