Look! A postcard from an alternative past!
by jenyum on 12/14/2010 @ 9:43am
|2 people have actually voted to have the city buy the property back and *then* blow it up, so you may be on to something.
(Beautiful job on the post card, by the way.)
by L.S.Erhardt on 12/14/2010 @ 12:22pm
|CLAW will gladly take it, should someone kindly donate a few million dollars to the organization.
Who WOULDN'T want to see a ginormous fez atop that tower?
by Crenshaw Sepulveda on 12/14/2010 @ 12:40pm
|A truly disturbing image. One that I hope never to see in the real world.
George Taylor: Oh my God. I'm back. I'm home. All the time, it was... We finally really did it.
George Taylor: You Maniacs! You blew it up! Ah, damn you! God damn you all to hell!
by NineInchNachos on 12/14/2010 @ 12:54pm
by The Jinxmedic on 12/14/2010 @ 1:17pm
|@ jenyum: Thanks! Those are the Luzon destructo-cranes, by the way -transported back in time and appropriately sepia-ed. (No idea what "Eric" signed the postcard, though. Any suggestions?)|
by jenyum on 12/14/2010 @ 2:23pm
by TDI-Reporters-Notebook on 12/14/2010 @ 4:24pm
by Dave_L on 12/14/2010 @ 5:02pm
|Eric, or Erik? Was it addressed to NYC?|
Well, the south wing of the NP was demolished a couple times. Even back then...
by NineInchNachos on 12/14/2010 @ 6:34pm
by Ellusion on 12/16/2010 @ 5:40am
|Old City Hall holds a truly special place in my heart, but not just for its historic achitecture.
About 2 am one summer a couple years back, a few friends and I snuck into the Old City Hall, with the intention to try to find our way up to the top of the clock tower. The doors were unlocked; we just let ourselves in.
It was the most amazingly surreal experience. We wandered up crazy stairways, even out on the roof at one point before we doubled back to find our way to the tower. I felt a bit like Batman.
As we continued upwards, the stairways got smaller and older, giving the uncanny impression of going back in time. Spur of the moment as it was, we had brought no lights with us, and proceeded up with only our cell phones' glow and the moonlight through the windows to light our way. My friends decided to go back down a flight. I was entirely alone from then on.
By now, I had reached the penultimate level where the clockworks are housed. My eyes were adjusted for the low light, and I feel if I had reached out I might have felt the ghost of movement, despite knowing they were inert.
Finally, up one more stairway. Wooden treads protested loudly. And there were the bells. I made my way around them and then there was nothing between myself and the city but some decrepit wire fencing and a nice long fall. But I'm okay with that. I love heights.
The view was simply one of the most breathtaking things I have ever seen. Ever since that night, I've wanted to come back there with a camera, but I know it will never be the same....
by The Jinxmedic on 8/31/2011 @ 10:18am
|Old City Hall.
Quick- someone go outside and see if it's still there...