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Steve Silberman spotted this posting on blah blog blah blog that’s by a friend of one of Allen’s 12th St neighbors. He reports they’ve started gutting the 12th St apartment, and posts some shots of ghastly looking windows – one of those we’re so used to seeing out of from the “out my back window’ photo series. We knew it was just a matter of time after Peter passed away that they’d go in and gut the place – that landlord had been gnawing at the bit to get that unit since long before Allen died when they transferred the lease to Peter – but it’s still pretty shocking for some of us to see it happen so quickly.
[View out my kitchen window August 18 1984, familiar Manhattan back-yard, wet brick-walled Atlantis sea garden’s Alianthus (stinkweed Tree of Heaven) boughs waiving in rainy breeze, Stuyvesant Town’s roof two blocks north on 14th Street – I focused on the raindrops on the clothesline – Allen Ginsberg (c. Allen Ginsberg Estate)]