“Brooklyn is the Planet,” Guru once said in a rhyme.  And I would have to agree.  Even though I just barely scratched the surface of the planet a.k.a. Brooklyn, I felt comfortable among the buildings that only reached a few stories into the sky.

In some ways the island of Manhattan has grown and landed a beachhead on the former rough docks of Brooklyn.  Something must end so that others can begin.  Neighborhoods change.  Some parts decline.  The hipsters move in, families build condos where sugar was once loaded on to docks.

It is all past of the flux of human culture.  Nothing stays the same.  Nothing ever really changes.

Sometime I (we) just have to go to the other side of the river.

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