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Recently displayed at the Times square Station, a new
Vandyke on the face-cream girl.
(Artist unknown. Has promise, but lacks the brilliance shown
by the great masters of the Elevated age)
The latest wood carving in a Whelan telephone booth, titled
"O Mortal Fools WA 9-5090," shows two winged
hearts above an ace of spades.
(His meaning is not entirely clear, but this man will go far)
A charcoal nude in the rear of Flatbush Ahearn's Bar & Grill,
"Forward to the Brotherhood of Man," has been boldly
conceived in the great tradition.
(We need more, much more of this)
Then there is the chalk portrait, on the walls of a waterfront
warehouse, of a gentleman wearing a derby hat:
"Bleecker Street Mike is a doublecrossing rat."
(Morbid, but powerful. Don't miss)
Know then by these presents, know all men by these signs
and omens, by these simple thumbprints on the throat
of time,
Know that Pete, the people's artist, is ever watchful,
That Tuxedo Jim has passed among us, and was much
displeased, as always,
That George the Ghost (no man has ever seen him) and Billy
the Bicep boy will neither bend nor break,
That Mr. Harkness of Sunnyside still hopes for the best, and
has not lost his human touch,
That Phantom Phil, the master of them all, has come and
gone, but will return, and all is well.
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