ITCHYCOO PARK

“What did you do there?”

In my teens I began to spend time over in the city, especially when I would play hooky from school. Hop the turnstile (or rush the gate) at 15th street-Prospect Park; catch the F-Train and ride to a place that seemed like a different world.

Here’s a story from the New York Post on Washington Square Park in the Village. Been there many times.

http://nypost.com/2016/08/04/crackheads-bums-and-hookers-have-taken-over-washington-square-park/

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