No Place Like Home: The Brooklyn Riviera


One of the toilets in our apartment exploded on Sunday morning (the fresh water intake hose cracked), so Laura and I took a trip to Lowes to pick up a replacement. It was a beatiful, crisp day, and the Lowes parking lot, which is on Brooklyn’s Gowanus canal, was glowing. It’s funny that the New York real estate posse calls this the up-and-coming Brooklyn Riviera, and they’re trying to inflate housing prices accordingly. The scrap metal reflects so well across the stagnat, oil-slicked canal. Apparently, it’s cleaner today than in decades, thanks to an industrial flushing system, originally brought in to reduce the stench that plauged the area for so many years.

Published by Max Kalehoff

Father, sailor and marketing executive.

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