The Newtown Pentacle

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Everybody poops, even the Queen of England. 

– photo by Mitch Waxman

As mentioned in yesterday’s post, one spent some time last weekend wandering around the forbidden northern coast of Queens. On my way back to HQ on the other side of Astoria, I opted to take advantage of the gathering dusk and swung along the open East River coastline views offered by Astoria Park. The tripod was set up, filter affixed, and that’s a three minute long exposure of Hells Gate you’re looking at above. 

As is usually the case here in Astoria, the tripod and camera gathered no small amount of attention unto me. For many of my neighbors, it seems it would be far less shocking were one to whip out an AK-47 and start shooting randomly into the air than it is to see a DSLR being brandished and operated. Small children had their hands gathered up by parents and caregivers as they walked by, women clutched at their purses, and men began aggressive posturing while chattering away in some central Asian guttural language. iPhones were produced, and a humble narrator was photographed while photographing, which must create some sort of recursive loop in space and time, ultimately.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

If only these people knew what lurked below the waves… the battrachian horrors which exist in the kettles and broken stones that litter the bottom of the river… but… such matters and knowledge have been carefully suppressed by Federal and State authorities for generations. Suffice to say that Hells Gate and Triborough not only provide for passage above the river, but also act as weights to cage something that we never, ever, want to see rising from the water. 

Brooklyn doesn’t have these sorts of problems. 

– photo by Mitch Waxman

Luckily, a ball game of some sorts was occurring on Randalls/Wards Island, which bathed the mighty Triborough Bridge in cold stadium light. Post facto, Our Lady of the Pentacle and myself decided to meet up for dinner back on our decidedly terrestrial side of the neighborhood, whereupon we visited a place which had caught our eye but which we hadn’t patronized. 

Here’s a rare Newtown Pentacle recommendation for a restaurant – District Saigon on Broadway just off 37th street was fantastic and not terribly “spendy.” After my long walk, a delicious bowl of Vietnamese Pho soup was quite a welcome repast. It also pooped out nicely the next day, which is a big part of my consideration when discussing food. I like to review its entire gastrointestinal journey from tip to tail, rather than just the sensations of entry. 


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Written by Mitch Waxman

September 18, 2018 at 1:00 pm

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  1. Brooklyn’s submerged deities long ago took up residence out of that borugh’s bays and into the psyches of its nascent creative classes. It’s a far more secure mode of existence than the merely physical, you see, and still nicely achieves those entities’ long-term purposes, to embed themselves behind the eyes of each creator and artist – the better to direct its inevitable re-birthing. I’ve said too much…

    btw, you should try Thai Son by me sometime.

    Tommy Efreeti

    September 20, 2018 at 1:30 pm

  2. Brooklyn’s submerged deities long ago took up residence out of that borugh’s bays and into the psyches of its nascent creative classes. It’s a far more secure mode of existence than the merely physical, you see, and still nicely achieves those entities’ long-term purposes, to embed themselves behind the eyes of each creator and artist – the better to direct its inevitable re-birthing. I’ve said too much…

    btw you should try Thai Son by me sometime.

    Tommy Efreeti

    September 20, 2018 at 1:31 pm

  3. isn’t it the Hell Gate Bridge?

    Michael

    September 21, 2018 at 6:16 am


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