third avenue/27th street

it's not an exciting trip, the twenty blocks i walk home from work, but i'm going to try to liven it up some nights, by carving a circuitous path. last night? third avenue.

i am drawn to old city bakeries, with their formerly fancy signs and dated fonts. i love seeing dozens and dozens of colorful cookies and pastries doused (liberally, nearly haphazardly) with sugar icing. i love how especially bright they at night, under the flourescent lights. these are places where long time locals, fussy in their own way, get morning coffee and a danish. or where they go for a box of butter cookies...

but who buys all these cakes?

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