Every morning I walk down Herbert Street, not because I have to but because I choose to. There are two mimosa trees, St. Cecillia, and the 8-7. The mimosas that bookend the church are magnificent. Truly inspiring and I take a picture most days I walk by; but at the end of the block, there is the 8-7; it's a great structure in need of some love. I, dear Sir, am a man who can love a building.
So here's my walk:
Ah, mimosa tree, how you brighten my morning.
I see you over there, St. Cecilia. My, your stone skin does remind me of butter.
Pinch me, I think I'm on a Caribbean island.
There's the 8-7 at the end of the block.I don't mind the vagrants and their utter lack of decorum. I do mind, however, that your inaction on this matter leaves them run of this kick-ass, Landmarked (capital L) structure.
If only you could only see the flies. Booo. 
Look at that flagpole, above. It's huge. If installed as the buildings steward, I vow to prune that tree and hang a big flag from that pole. How about that colonnade at the top? Man that's cool. Not too many spaces like that in this City. 
So that's my spiel. Can I have the garage?
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That site actually is going to be converted to affordable housing, I believe, by the North Brooklyn Development Corp. It was one of about a dozen city sites in Greenpoint and Williamsburg that were made available for that purpose as part of the 2005 rezoning.
Thanks, Mike. I've read some stuff on that actually. The more I think about it, the more asinine that plan sounds. The building just doesn't let itself to such a conversion--in my mind. A community center of sorts yes, but affordable housing doesn't make sense. I'm going to have to lay out my reasoning in a post in the near future.
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