"When I was growing up in NYC there were still hints and whispers of my grandmother's world around me - in leftover elevated train stations and old automats, the back rooms of antique stores that used to proliferate on Columbus Avenue and the scratchy big band recording they played in the diners. So many dusty, evocative things that I wish I could find again. If only there were a secret doorway..."
-- Blog post from an unknown woman. Photo of 14th St/Union Square by Rebecca Lepkoff.
I would want that secret doorway just to go back for all the various movie houses..
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