Reading and Writing

That New York is a city of writers goes without saying. But sometimes the words are unexpected: brief and witty as a haiku. From an outing in Lower Manhattan yesterday:

On a wall on Jersey Street, which is merely two blocks running from Crosby to Mulberry just south of Houston. — On a wall on Jersey Street, a nearly imperceptible street of merely two blocks running from Crosby to Mulberry just south of Houston.

Duly noted on the platform subway map at the F train at Second Avenue. — Duly noted on the platform subway map at the Second Avenue F stop.

What Jane Austen would have made of either of these, no one alive can say. But I am sure she would have enjoyed observing the Sunday-morning bagel-sandwich-buying scrum at Russ & Daughters, in its own way better than the Assembly Rooms at Bath.

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Jane was about the everyday so I’m sure she’d like the Sunday scrum in Manhattan on a visit. But she’d no doubt then retire in the country, write and wait for the apricots to ripen on her tree!

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