Looking down on Pennsylvania’s Grand Canyon. To the left is a bike path.

Our campsite. We called it Camp Firefly. There were hundreds, maybe thousands, of them blinking in unison around us. The first couple of nights we stayed here it was remarkably free of mosquitoes, blackflies, deerflies etc. But on the last night the mosquitoes found us. Here’s an account of our Adirondacks trip where the insects were not quite
as kind.

"Four Mile Vista." Very near our campsite.

See all the photos from the trip.

This is not graff, this is t…(trash?)
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First Street.

Apparently Lepos has developed a nicotine habit. Lafayette Street.

Berlin 1963 - On the Bowery.

This amiable face has been looking out over Allen Street for several years.