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Delancey Street and Allen Street, Manhattan

Zhuobin Wu's Neighborhood walk

I am walking down Delancey Street with a notebook balanced on my arm. I see many people walking around with their coats on. All the people are shopping, eating, waiting for the bus and walking around. On Delancey Street, there are many stores like Bunnies, Footlocker, Payless Shoe store, and Duane Reade. It is so busy and noisy in this street that it is like someone is saying a word with many syllables. I am walking towards passing the $0.99, Duane Reade, and Bunnies. There’s a smell that is so good that I follow this smell. It leads me to a hot dog stand. No wonder it smells so good. This hot dog stand sells hot dogs with mustard, ketchup, and other spice that goes with it. There are so many people buying hot dogs there that it seems like he earns $100 a day. I want to buy one but I have no money. I decide to continue walking and try to ignore the smell.

I am walking down Delancey Street to Essex Street. I feel so lonely because I’m the only person with a notebook. I feel like I’m a spy sent from Dr. Evil.

The next stop is: Essex Street. On Essex Street, There’s a subway station for trains F, J, M, Z and buses M14a and B39. The F train takes me to W4 and I transfer to the A, C, and E to get to W17 Street. Also, Essex Street is where McDonalds is. I have a hungry feeling now looking at all these hamburgers, French fries, chickens, etc. This place is always a busy place with so many people. I remember when I was about 4 years old. I went to McDonalds for the first time. I saw all these tall people. It’s just too scary for a 4 year old child. When my mom bought a hamburger, I didn’t know how to eat it, so my mom taught me. I was pretty messy, then.

From McDonald, I can see the Williamsburg Bridge. I can see all the cars going on and off the bridge. I wish I can cross the bridge for once. I think I will know exactly how it would feel. I was daydreaming moments later about the currents and the breeze of the ocean if I cross the bridge. Suddenly, I had the feeling of freedom out of nowhere and I don’t even know why. Maybe it is just the wind that will give me this feeling. I woke up from my daydream and walk back home. While I am walking, I can feel that my neighborhood would never change the way it is today. I am pretty sure because it is a place full of stores and shopping centers. It will be a great day when it could change for once. In my neighborhood, it is always a very busy and noisy place to live in.

The story was posted on 2004-03-26