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August 20, 2009

A Bridge, But Not Too Far

The Big Duck offices are in Brooklyn. Almost all of the Ducks live in Brooklyn. Two of them were even born and raised in Brooklyn. There’s a lot of Brooklyn pride around here.
I live in Queens. And I love Queens. My colleagues are always extolling the virtues of Brooklyn, and I often find myself thinking–and occasionally saying–things like, “You know, I don’t need to travel to the bowels of Brooklyn. We do actually have a cheese shop in Queens.”

The MTA fails commuters going from Queens to Brooklyn or vice versa. I know, I know, there’s the G train, but it’s a little known fact that Samuel Beckett’s original title was actually Waiting for the G. Plus, from my beloved neighborhood, Sunnyside, if I work the G train into my commute, it actually takes three trains instead of two.

That’s why I make lemonade just about every day. I take the subway to the Manhattan side of the Brooklyn Bridge and then hike across it to our office. I cannot overstate the added value of a twice-daily walk across the Brooklyn Bridge.

If it’s raining I don’t walk the Bridge. I also won’t walk it on my way to work if it’s hotter than 80 degrees when I leave my apartment in the morning. Arriving to work overly drenched in sweat is cruel to colleagues and clients. But other than those exceptions, I walk it.

The Brooklyn Bridge is an iconic reminder that yes, I live in a tremendous city. Lower Manhattan looks like a colossus from the Bridge’s vantage point, and at night the midtown skyline looks like a theater set. There was one foggy morning that felt like walking through a dream, and a snowy Brooklyn Bridge is about one of the most beautiful sights you’ll see.
A woman even once passed me a note on the Bridge. Alas, I’m married. But the Brooklyn Bridge is one thing we don’t have in Queens, and sometimes I like it so much I feel like I’m cheating on Queens with Brooklyn.

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