
Paul Robeson lived here,
as did Count Basie, Duke Ellington, Joe Louis, Lena Horne, Zora Neale Houston, Andy Kirk, Canada Lee, and Kenneth and Mamie Clarke.
And Paul Robeson lived here, too,
as did Thurgood Marshall, W.E.B. DuBois, Aaron Douglas, William Stanley Braithwaite, Clarence Cameron White, Walter White, Roy Wilkins and Jimmy Lunceford.
And Paul Robeson lived here, in one of these houses or apartments, but I’m not sure which cos we forgot to write down the address.
But not a single fucking plaque. So this will have to do, just round the corner from the Schomburg.








Ziggy is in front of the tube … watching Scooby Goes Latin! (1990). … She wants to enfold him forever. Instead lets him recap the plot for her. Shaggy, somehow allowed to drive the van, has become confused and made some navigational errors, landing the adventurous quintet eventually in Medellín, Colombia, home at the time to a notorious cocaine cartel, where they stumble onto a scheme by a rogue DEA agent to gain control of the cartel by pretending to the ghost – what else – of an assassinated drug kingpin. With the help of a pack of local street urchins, however, Scooby and his pals foil the plan.
The cartoon comes back on, the villain is brought to justice. ‘And I would’ve got away with it, too,’ he complains, ‘if it hadn’t been for those Medellín kids!’
Bleeding Edge (2013), p.413
See, Riverside, see: this is what a river, complete with sides, looks like.

A river with sides. And a fucking waterfall.* On campus.

But not everything is so fancypants. I had to work in a shockingly old and ill-equipped building, for example.
Furthermore, this sculpture of a seated baby elephant turned out to be no such thing.




And the campus is patrolled by casually posed giant robot naked hipsters.

*One of half a dozen. Fucking waterfalls. On fucking campus.