Here Be Dragons

These two noble beasts guard a lovely stoop on East 2nd Street in the Village.  For years I used to walk past them every single day on my way to work, and somehow I adopted the somewhat odd habit of squeezing their bulbous noses.

I got laid off from that job years ago, but I still walk by these guys on mornings that I can drag my lazy butt to the gym.  I love the elegant curves of their bodies.

I can’t help but think that at some point in time they’ve lost their wings.

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