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I took a day off today from job hunting to travel northbound along Riverside Park toward the George Washington Bridge. I didn’t have a specific destination, but I knew that I wanted to at least pass by the tunnel underpass that is under the 145th Street bridge. I got there and realized quickly that it wasn’t a place I wanted to venture in alone, so I continued biking until I reached this peculiar section of Riverside Park that I’ve never been to before.

I soon found myself beyond an open gate, standing amidst a pile of sand in front of me. Directly beside this sand pile were the Amtrak train tracks, which I’ve been on before, but never this far north. There was some outstanding graffiti going on in this area which naturally made me want to hop the fence. Luckily, after some snooping around, I found a hole along the fence and climbed in. In front of me was what you see in the image above.

Anyway, I explored the place and took a few photos (which I’ll post soon). But while I was there, I couldn’t help but think about how this was probably prime real estate for the homeless. It’s sheltered, there’s some sunlight, and it’s relatively quiet (Amtrak doesn’t run that often). But obviously, what do I know. It was just a nice place to be I guess. I always imagine these places to be full of stories and history.