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In honor of Bike Month, the police have started to crack down on bicyclists running red lights:

Police cracked down on rule-breaking bicyclists in Fort Greene and Clinton Hill last Friday, issuing tickets for running red lights and then slapping offenders with additional summonses for minor infractions, including one bicyclist who didn’t have a bell.

The dragnet snared 36 bicyclists on the popular DeKalb Avenue bike lane that links the two neighborhoods with Downtown Brooklyn.

Cops said the crackdown was long overdue.

“It was targeted towards enforcing traffic laws,” said a police source from the 88th Precinct. “Running a red light is not safe for the cyclist or anyone else in the street.”

The ticket blitz is a bitter irony for bikers who have complained since the lane’s creation last year that vehicles, including officers at the 88th Precinct stationhouse near the corner of Classon Avenue, but especially delivery trucks, regularly block the lane with parked cars along the busy corridor.

Or are bike lanes actually a backdoor way to balance the budget? Hmm . . .

You’re Just Now Figuring Out That Jersey City Serves As The Stunning Backdrop Of The Statue Of Liberty From That Angle?

I can almost make out the turnpike in the distance there:

On April 27, a plane that usually serves as the president’s plane was flying low over the New York City skyline, trailed closely by two fighter jets. It was a photo opportunity — authorized by several government officials, including Mr. Caldera — that infuriated Mr. Obama.

Earlier: What Kind Of “Photo Shoot” Involves Air Force One Flying At A Low Altitude Over New York Harbor? Publicity For A Harrison Ford Sequel?

Beware . . . Out Of The Ash . . . I Rise With My Charles Bronson Moustache And Greasy Hair . . . And I Eat Hipsters Like Air

Hipster Grifter, meet Hipster Bounty Hunter:

She hadn’t stolen anything from me, but she wasted our time and energy with her cancer stories.

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On Sunday, May 3, she finally agreed to take a bus to Philly. At 9:15 p.m. she said she was sitting on the bus in Manhattan. I immediately called the 6th District police headquarters and told them that a wanted felon with orders for extradition was taking a bus to Chinatown, and that I could help them pick her up. I gave them her case numbers. Then I called the SLCPD and gave them the phone number for the 6th District. When I called the 6th District back, they told me to come down to headquarters to help ID her, so I did.

Officers DeLuca and Green drove me to Chinatown in an unmarked black Explorer. They watched from across the street. When the bus arrived, I waved to Kari to get their attention. I want to say I hugged her, but I was anxious and I don’t remember. I picked her bag out of the luggage storage and started walking behind her. The officers crossed the street and stopped her. I dropped her bag and walked away. They took her aside and questioned her for a moment. She didn’t struggle. I didn’t stay close to hear what they were saying because I wasn’t sure if I wanted her to know it was me who turned her in. Not so much because I cared about her (I didn’t) but because I felt a little cold for betraying someone’s trust.

Hex Reduction Power: How Else Would You Explain C. C. Sabathia’s 1-3 Start?

The curse on the Yankees, previously thought to have been reversed, is apparently still active:

It has been more than a year since the team extricated a Red Sox jersey maliciously entombed in the new stadium’s concrete by a Boston-loving hardhat — yet the hole remains unfilled, and officials have no clue what to do with it, The Post has learned.

The Yankees were quick to shell out $50,000 to remove the David Ortiz shirt when word of its burial surfaced in April 2008 — yet all they have done since then is surround the now-empty 2-by-4-foot gap with railing and a piece of Plexiglas.

The team refused to discuss plans for the hole — which was dug into a service tunnel behind home plate and is not accessible to the public — but sources said a decision has still not been made.

A cop patrolling the corridor Friday said the team may turn the spot into some sort of exhibit.

Location Scout: New Yankee Stadium.

Own The Greatness, Now 50 Percent Off!

Or perhaps it’s just 50 percent less greatness:

Twelve days after opening their new stadium, the Yankees on Tuesday bowed to the sour economy and the specter of empty seats by slashing in half some of their top-end, $2,500-a-game prices.

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Over all, the new policy represents a dramatic retreat from the team’s initial luxury-sales strategy for the new stadium, which was underlined in advertisements that crowed “Own the Greatness” and “Select the Greatest Seats in the World.”

Last week, team officials said they would no longer discuss ticket prices or the many empty seats behind home plate and the two dugouts that were painfully visible at Yankee Stadium and on television during the team’s first homestand from April 16-22.

Location Scout: New Yankee Stadium.