Word: sunsetting
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Between the winter hours of 4 and 6, the long avenues of Sunset Park glow like orange groves, the light trickling into the side streets the way water glints in dark canals. Each area of the neighborhood has its own light. On the older residential streets, the lights in the houses are modest, like candle glow, except where someone has decided to explode with the season and Christmas lights engulf a house to the extent that no house shows. At the harbor, the late day brings almost total darkness; the lights are on the water in the windows...
...Third Avenue, there are the lights of gas stations, garages and used-car lots: bulbs blaring in loops. The bars glow. No light whatever shows under the BQE, where the shush of cars grows louder with the rush hour, people passing over Sunset Park on their way home to other places. Tony and Ingrid live just east of Third, across from a car wash whose walls are covered with curlicues of graffiti. At this hour, Tony is on the job at the metal plant, and Ingrid has the two girls home from school...
...their bodies angled away from one another while they remain close. From a shop window piled high with big box radios, Carly Simon's voice sweeps into Fifth Avenue singing That's the Way I've Always Heard It Should Be. At the south end of the avenue, beyond Sunset Park, the Verrazano Bridge loops like a necklace in a black velvet case...
...know differently, Sunset Park at this hour could be mistaken for a small New Hampshire town. The shorn trees in the park, the cemetery on the hill, the quiet churches, the low houses looking for their occupants' return at the day's end. At P.S. 314, Diana Hart-Johnson rehearses the Nutcracker presentation scheduled for Christmas week. Teenage boys, galoots, clomp on the stage and attempt to learn their dance as the Spirit of Winter Dreams. The smaller children make soldiers' hats. The windows of the school blaze out into the cold...
...that my troubles were behind me. I lost my apartment because I fell behind in my rent. Day after Easter, they sent me to a welfare hotel. I could not stand it. That's when I lived in the car. Finally, I came to Sunset Park and I got this place, which is fine, so I think things are going to be good from now on. The kids are doing O.K. in school. Not great but passing. I stick with it at the beauty school. There's a lot to read, that's the trouble there, the way I read...