Dan In Space

A series of missives from Daniel Alex Finkelstein

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at Princeville, Hawaii

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at One World Trade Center

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With its twin in black bamboo.

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A new toy. The vanishing point fountain pen in cherry bamboo from Namiki-Pilot.

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Theoretically this is open and we can see people inside. We just can't figure out how to get in past all the construction equipment. (at One World Trade Center)

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The new LED street lamps. Or, if you prefer, night Sun. (at Don Chingon)

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Manhattanscape (at One World Trade Center)

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Taller, taller! (at One World Trade Center)

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Good morning, New York! (at One World Trade Center)

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Another view of mine. (at One World Trade Center)

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My view. Sucks it :-) (at One World Trade Center)

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It's a bit deeper now. Yikes!

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Birthday cupcakes at work (at New York, New York)

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at New York Stock Exchange

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A cup of delicious heresy coffee. (at 55 Broad street)

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Columbians: Go to the police

I'll have more on this later, but for now: Columbia students, please don't wait to call the NYPD. Don't go to the deans for supposed campus justice, don't trust them to know what's best, and don't believe that the Columbia policies are in some way better or more enlightened than the public criminal justice system. The deans truly don't know what they're doing, the campus policies are intended to protect the incorporation of the university—not you, and by delaying going to the police you're delaying (or perhaps even denying) actual justice for yourself.