He Said By The Tree. [They Look At The Tree.] Do You See Any Others?
The Eltingville Transit Center is a modern transportation marvel, and deserves neither apathy nor condescension:
It’s got cleanish gray concrete floors, the island’s only MetroCard machine outside the ferry terminal, big windows onto a lot where any of 15 different buses is liable to pull up at any moment, vending machines that will sell you a bag of fat sourdough hard pretzels for 85 cents but not give change for a dollar, a round clock with large numbers on it and plenty of the Beckettian blend of incipience and boredom common to waiting rooms everywhere.
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Emily, who wore hoop earrings, too, and had yellow police tape looped around her pants, said the same thing, differently.
“Staten Island is a miserably miserable place,” she said. “This is like a scaled-down version of a miserable place.”
Location Scout: Eltingville Transit Center.
Posted: October 1st, 2010 | Filed under: Staten Island