This house, down the block from my building, is one of the grand mansions of Brooklyn Heights. Suddenly, today, it appeared shrouded in white, like some small project by Christo. After all, he wrapped the Reichstag, no?
a musician/artist living in brooklyn with two l gray cats and an super-cute dog, writing about the trivial and the not-so-trivial, often sleep-deprived and benignly neurotic.
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