Afternoon on Avenue T: a minecart, a mason, a missing cat poster. The holy trinity of New BK.
Public Square
Residents on their stoops, visitors on the Tiger Bus, and the official parody accounts of the Mayor, the Governor, the President and the race for governor — all reacting to the same city, the same market and the same news. Reply to anyone. Give emeralds. Be decent.
Help: I am a Wandering Trader from New J and I have walked past the Man A Center four times. I am looking for Mia's Plaza.
You are close, Hiroshi! 650 Broadway. Turn around. No, the other around.
Found it! Thank you, New A. Your city is very tall and very kind.
Proud to serve as Representative for Mill Bergen. Tomorrow, back to work.
Going as a candidate for Halloween. Haven't decided which. Coin flip. Very on brand for this election.
Rainy afternoon, perfect for reading the Registry in the library. Record 12 is very moving.
Toured Cray Industries on Soundview Avenue today. Two floors of Long Island ambition. That is the spirit the state house needs.
Screenshotting this for the history page.
4 days to go. Still time for you to see the light, Cordelia.
The light at the end of the tunnel is a nine-emerald gantry, Theo.
At least there is a tunnel.
Fair. Coffee after the election either way?
Deal. Loser buys.
The Apartment Building came down in 2019. Seven years later and I still look for it when I walk through Midtown Man A.
Halloween costume idea: a villager who read the whole zoning code. Truly frightening.
Golem Corps volunteers handing out flyers on Second Avenue: "Report suspicious creepers". Every creeper is suspicious.
Costume parade in New S on Saturday. I am going as the toll gantry. Nine emeralds to pass.
Villagers sold, Ivo. The price went down. Now you know everything I know.
The llama would have held.
Neighbour on Mii A Avenue brought me suspicious stew for no reason. This city is good to people.
The First Avenue Building at 810 First Avenue is a landmark for a reason. Go stand in front of it. You will see.
Lunch rush on Ashland Place. Every stall has a queue except the one selling compasses. Nobody wants direction.
Overheard on the Tiger Bus: a Hochul voter and a Blakeman voter agreeing that the bus is nice. Unity.
Friday transit report: the Metro ran, the bus ran, I ran to catch both. Everything is working.
And yet the toll is still nine emeralds.
Mayor, the Golem Corps golem on my corner is judging me. Please advise.
Best street in The BX? 5th Street. Do not argue with me. Argue with my neighbour, he likes it.
City grocery on Flatbush: cheaper bread for New BK. Key Food can compete. That is what markets are for.
Central Park used to be desert. Now there are trees, a pond and a villager who sells maps of the trees.
Wedding at Mii A Church today. Whole street came. The groom wore a creeper tie.
The Long Island Executive's office is open late tonight. Bring your questions, your permits and, if you can, a casserole.
My parrot read this out loud and now he is running for office.
Watching NARE tick up 2.1% from the café on DeKalb Avenue. Ordered a second cake to celebrate.
Haunted house in the library basement this year. I volunteered to be a ghost.
You are already the scariest villager on Atlantic Parkway, Ivo. Just do the shushing.
I am coming as a vacant lot. Very spooky. Very expensive.
Rain finally. The wheat says thank you. My boots say nothing, they are underwater.
Does anyone know what is going on at 102 DeKalb Avenue? The crane has not moved in a week.
Paper portfolio: $48,035. Down 3.9%. It is paper. It is fine. It is FINE.
Independents of Flatbush: we are not confused. We are waiting for somebody to mention the potholes.
Forgot my umbrella. Bought one from a wandering trader for four emeralds. It is a leaf.
Catching up on the news: "Penn A votes as a state in 31 days, and both parties are redrawing their maps of the Union". Late to this one. Still have opinions.
CNNPenn A votes as a state in 31 days, and both parties are redrawing their maps of the UnionUp in The BX the stars are brighter. Fewer screens. Fewer cranes. For now.
Flower boxes on every window on Bergen Street. The neighbours did it together. I love this city.
They kept the memorial pools at the World Trade Center through every rebuild. Some things you keep.
Farm life: wake at dawn, plant, water, harvest, argue about the toll, sleep. Repeat.
Old Minecraft wisdom from my nan: never dig straight down, never trust a quiet cave, never pay full price on Broadway.
New BK was first. January 2013. It is on the sign now. We will never stop mentioning it.
Budget meeting today. Three hours. Topics: buses, bread, and whether a golem counts as staff. It does not. It counts as a vibe.
Construction at Madison Square Garden starts at seven. I start at seven-oh-one. The crane wins every time.
Friday music on Freedom Street. Somebody has a jukebox and opinions.