Hello and goodbye

Off we go, off we go.

Later

Lights getting weird, no?

Native Manhattanite

What's the neighborhood come to?

Little Italy gets ready for supper

Night time is the right time.

Hanaging in there

The few, the proud, the Italians.

Don't forget the Italians

Where the pasta flows like wine.

East meets west

And don't forget to try the dim sum.

A little green

The Hulk, junior.

Down on Canal

It's Chinatown, Jake.

Gifts for you

What you need now.

Looking lush

And practical, too.

Fruits and veggies

No one goes hungry here.

Dragons

Aye, they be lurking.

Just hangin'

Gal about town Marge Simpson.

My town

Cherub from Hamburg and his adopted city.

All cleaned up

And ready for another century.

Nyah nyah

Well, you ugly too!

Puilitzer in the spring.

And the water flows again.

On guard

A bit overdressed?

From the Heights

It glows.