On the George Washington Bridge Project
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge.
Clear skies. (Are the Olympics over yet?)
I too had an obsession with the GWB when I lived in the Heights in the ’80s. Mine was doing as much cruising as possible under that majestic bridge. The “little red lighthouse” was used for a probably unintended use on many an occasion.
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Tags: August, Clear Skies, Olympics, The George Washington Bridge, The Little Red Lighthouse