I told myself the vines and the writing on the door were similar, but looking at it now I'm not so sure.
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September
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- Not even close
- Slow burn
- Jersey nautilus
- Chambers Wines
- Dead end
- More colorful trucks
- Green Backhoe
- Weakness
- Nothing says progress like tables and chairs
- Pimp my cab
- Ladder 1
- What's the deal with boxes around all the trees on...
- Rows and columns
- Just another day strolling through New York City
- Now who would throw away a perfectly good horse?
- Gramercy faces
- World's Smallest Woman
- Sausage guy
- Brooklyn night
- Williamsburg rooftop
- Wheel at DiPalo's
- Caught napping
- Remembering...
- Guy on a tug
- Marina
- WFC
- Pipes
- Bedford Avenue hug
- Two bottles
- Onions
- Wallflower
- Low ride
- Get your Illy
- George opens!
- Assorted scenes from 9/11/05
- Tribute in Light 2005
- Bikers pay tribute
- Roots
- The Little Place
- Vigil
- HOG Midnight run to Ground Zero
- 2nd Annual Indian Larry Grease Monkey Block Party
- Ground Zero prepares
- Portraits
- Vine writing
- Plant can
- The Tomato Store
- Bag Lady
- Cook Books
- Greenmarket
- Sky Blue
- Ouch
- Lotto150
- Pick Pocket Prevention?
- Wigs
- Ground Zero gets a make over
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