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After following the path of the High Line - interesting that, but probably it is because I was tracing what was basically the original shoreline - I end at (appropriately?) the gas station at 14th & 10th Ave.

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I remember when the streets in this neighborhood really did run red with blood. It wasn't that long ago either. A professor of mine had a studio in the area and when I came to visit you could really smell the abbatoirs. Now you can mostly see and smell the pollution in the area - whether it is from the west side highway, the nearby construction, or left from its previous days - no amount of money or high end fashion can change that.

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Portions of the area still retain their industry.

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I'm walking along with the Heavy Hitter and my photographer, Hose Cedeno, through the quiet streets of the West Village, when I hear, "Hey Eve!" I turn around but don't see anyone I recognize. Then these two gentlemen walk up with a couple of kids in tow. One of them introduces himself, he's the publisher of the Brooklyn Paper and they covered my project. He really loves the project and is really excited to get to run into me on the street. He was explaining the project to the kids, but he was hoping that I could give them a little more information. So I showed them the maps and the chalk line, and how the chalker worked, and what the line meant. We looked at the satellite maps and at the neighborhood around us. He told me later that the kids talked about the project the rest of the afternoon. Hope it is a lasting impression.

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I like this photo because it shows me chalking and other people just minding their business in the neighborhood around me. Kind of cool, but kind of eerie too when you think about what the project signifies.

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A trio of visitors from Atlanta stopped Margo and I as we were heading back down to where I had parked the trike. They asked if we were the ones responsible for all the chalk lines. We admitted to it and they said that they had been following the lines and were curious as to who was doing it, and of course why. After asking to take our picture (and we theirs) and explaining the project to them and having a conversation about climate change as a global and local event, we said our goodbyes and carried on our way. As we were walking away we overheard one person say, hey did you see that inconvenient truth film by al gore? Then they launched into a full conversation about climate change -yay! mission accomplished. One of the goals for the project was to get people to have real conversations about climate change and to feel comfortable having those conversations. One way to do this was to get them to happen at unexpected moments in unexpected places. Do you think this family from Atlanta expected to have this conversation while walking down a street in Tribeca?

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Hose (my photographer) and I really loved Charles lane. A quaint very small street lined with modest homes. Except the big new development - on the other side of the line.