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| Spires and stacks (This is the kind of day, back in May 1978, when Joe Savino and I were walking along Northern Blvd., before we'd stopped at a diner at 36th Street, the day we heard the news from his cousin that their grandmother had died. We were out of work at the time, and were searching the neighborhood factories for possible jobs; miserable responses, questions falling upon deaf ears. At 6:30 a.m., we knew that something terrible had happened. When we got back to the apartment in Jackson Heights, Joseph Centrone telephoned and gave us the news about our beloved Benedetta Savino.) |
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From page 8 of the book: "...Owen had asked me to meet him in Long Island City, at a diner near 36th Street on Northern Boulevard. Like I said, I wasn't in the habit of meeting people anywhere before sunrise, but his summons had had an affliction to it, an exhaustion. With the blue shadows of dawn and the somnambulists dotting the streets of this warehouse district, I met Owen on a corner of the boulevard which was spotted with a pack of junked cars."
(The above photos of Long Island City are courtesy of npzo on Flickr. Used with permision.)
