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joeinct · 18 days ago
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New Tappan Zee Bridge, 12 4 24, Photo by Joe Bruha, Copyright 2024
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ourladyofomega · 1 year ago
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Bob James ("Nautilus", "Taxi", Tappan Zee).
📸: Lena Semmelroggen
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1posit · 6 months ago
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mgakwentongbayan · 1 year ago
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The Legend of Sleepy Hollow
In the quiet and secluded village of Sleepy Hollow, nestled deep within the Tappan Zee region of New York, there existed a legend that sent shivers down the spines of its residents. This legend, known as “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow,” told of a fearsome and headless horseman who roamed the dark woods on moonless nights, searching for his lost head. The tale revolved around a lanky and somewhat…
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lfemmerunn · 1 year ago
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Judy was driving along with two friends, destinated for Woodstock. Everything was going smoothly on the roads until their car broke down when they were some 25 miles north of New York City, around the Tappan Zee Bridge.
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markonpark · 2 months ago
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Etsy, MARKonPARK: Tappan Zee Bridge View. 2 1969 vintage snapshots, man enjoying boat trip.
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vintagepipemen · 2 years ago
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Dean William Renella, Tappan Zee High School in New York, 1976. 
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himblebo · 2 years ago
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Today is the kind of day that makes me feel like I need a cigarette when I’ve literally never smoked in my life
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thaliawashere · 1 year ago
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Striding into the Vince Lombardi Rest Area on the NJ Turnpike with late summer's humidity and the aura of smoke from a distant wildfire swirling around me, I scan the lines at Shake Shack and Popeye's looking for an intrepid crew to help me liberate a bridge; it's called the Tappan Zee, dammit.
stopping at an understaffed, overcrowded fast food restaurant while on a road trip and crouching over your phone with your chicken sandwich at a corner table like a weary adventurer eating a bowl of unidentifiable stew at a nameless inn, the only one for miles of moor and wood, taking in the chatter around you but speaking to none before pulling your cloak back up over your head and taking t' the road once more
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tharsei-thanate · 6 months ago
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back on long island 😔
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hellonew-yorkgirl · 10 months ago
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8. "Kopflose Reiter" am Hudson und verträumte Kleinstädte in Connecticut
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philgennuso · 1 year ago
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Tappan Zee Bridge Revisited (#Poetry #GraphicArts #ThursdayStories)
Crossing the old Tappan Zee Bridge,built when the timeswere filled with promise,Rising up from the banks of the Hudson,connecting the Valleyfor future generations.
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harveyspictures · 2 years ago
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Mario Cuomo Bridge, early morning 7/8/2021. Used to be the Tappan Zee bridge.
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petiteclover · 4 months ago
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Judy met Jerry on Aug. 15, 1969 — day one of the iconic Woodstock music festival — when her car broke down on New York’s Tappan Zee Bridge, roughly 90 miles from the concert grounds, and she and the two acquaintances she was traveling with decided to hitchhike.
“I was just thinking, ‘Damn, now we can’t go,’ and we were dying to,” recalls Judy, 71. “Then Jerry and his friends pulled up. I stuck my head in and I saw that there was a woman in the car. I’d never hitchhiked before, but I figured, ‘Well, since there was a woman, it was fairly safe, and I probably should just get in the car.’ ”
In that moment Jerry, who was caravanning to the festival with a group of friends in two VW Beetles, thought his luck had definitely changed for the better.
“I thought, ‘Okay, this is definitely unusual. We just picked up this really cute girl. And I’m going to Woodstock and I’ve got a tent and she doesn’t,’ ” says Jerry, 72, with a laugh.
That first ride together in the back seat of Jerry’s pal’s 1967 VW Beetle eventually grew into 50 years of love and marriage, including two sons and five grandchildren.
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hometoursandotherstuff · 6 months ago
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Nicely decorated 1912 Greek Revival in Irvington, NY. 8bds, 12ba, $12M. I like the porch tile.
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What a lovely entrance hall. Looks like a shiny original floor and a museum style entrance.
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Beautiful sun room with doors to the patio.
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I like the black, white, & red theme. This is some classy dining room.
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Big sunny windows, gorgeous shiny wood inlaid floors and doors to the garden. Kitchen dining and family room share an open space.
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The kitchen is lovely. Everything is impeccably maintained and so bright and cheery.
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So many sitting areas. This is a more formal choice.
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The gloss paint on these walls makes it look like red patent leather, or it could be wallpaper.
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Here's a sophisticated seating area. Love the stairs.
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This is beautiful. A small display room.
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The primary bedroom looks kind of like Hollywood Regency.
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Gorgeous bath. Love the fireplace.
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I like the black dressing room.
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One of the smaller bedrooms. Very nice.
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This one is nice, too.
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Another sitting room.
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Sleek black kitchenette off this room and it looks like the next room is a home gym.
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Now this is cool- an indoor black pool. How beautiful the gardens look outside the windows.
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Gorgeous striped canopy over a very large terrace. The grounds are perfectly maintained.
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How pretty the pool looks lit up at night.
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The 11.99 Acre property is on the banks of the Tappan Zee off of the Hudson River.
https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/41-N-Broadway-Irvington-NY-10533/33023676_zpid/
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power-chords · 3 months ago
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In other news, back in therapy for the first time in a long time and actually having a positive (!) experience with it, probably because I was referred to the Ferrari of shrinks, a Columbia psychiatrist from Italy who specializes in psychodynamic therapy and psychopharmacology, is at the cutting edge of her field, and has a neuroscience background to boot. She is NOT cheap but my folks are helping me out, and both they and I agree that in some cases the sports car is warranted. During circumstances of extreme general life stress, for example. I've got a lead foot so I'm running a few years ahead of schedule on the Mille Miglia of midlife crises. (It's fine, I'm doing fine, and am pleasantly surprised by my own resilience at weathering storms.)
Like any good psychiatrist these days she attaches no particular weight to DSM labels, but for insurance billing purposes I'm essentially Diet Bipolar (Bipolar NOS?), which I guess is the default for someone who has had a grand total of two documentable manic episodes almost 20 years apart. Some handbook! But I'm not bothered. I've been titrating onto Lamictal which thankfully everyone seems confident I will not have to remain on indefinitely, and so far the chemical onboarding process has been unprecedentedly decent. The shrink I consulted with previously tried one dose of Latuda on me and I went from "actually managing and stable without additional medication" to "borderline suicidal" in the span of about six hours. (Even at my most mentally ill I have not formulated even the briefest and most abstract thought of suicide, not for decades!) But every "mood stabilizer" I've ever been on, for whatever reason, turns me instantly restless and agitated while at the same time dull and sedated, which in combination with akathisia (The Side Effect from Hell) would have PROBABLY ANYONE considering a stroll off the Tappan Zee. Fortunately Dr. Ferrari nixed that immediately, with a look of vindicating horror.
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