We can’t keep nothing nice in this city. Or was that your mother talking about your house. Well, your house is our house and our city is just a projection of the domestic world, a microcosm of the Garden State, in turn an allegory of all America. Oh, you get the picture. So, earlier this year on the South-side of Newark, near a certain new bar before it opened, one of the new Park Benches paid for in some part by Stimulus spending was destroyed (here) and not replaced, at least not yet. Now, up ¾’s of a block on the North-side, another bench has fallen. So much for enjoying the beautiful view of the bank parking lot and ugly new condos. Sturdy outdoor furniture, damaging them is not an easy task but I guess it’s easier than replacing them.
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