Almost every time it rains here, you will see broken umbrellas. On the sidewalks, in the streets, inside trash cans, the broken and abandoned umbrella is a rainy day in NYC icon.
Sometimes, seeing the umbrella carcass makes me wonder if Mary Poppins didn't make it this time. I like to think that she did.
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Maybe she got pissed at that ridiculous umbrella finally.
Or she couldn't get away from the old favorite, basic black.
I like the broken umbrellas, too. Here is one I got. http://www.bradwilson.us/bps/2006/03/broken-umbrella_07.html
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