The mystique of a boutique airport.

The mystique of a boutique airport.

Teterboro airport… in North New Jersey… I thought it looked cool tonight so I pulled over and took a couple of pics.. I’m a writer, a poet, not a shutterbug, so forgive me you professionals out there… Although I dig the framing I did (on purpose, I swear) on pic 3 with that little utility house thing)… I wrote a poem about this airport (well, driving by it all the friggin time)… you can see the crossroads sign that references rt 46… road signs are a sure sign of a particular country, something we take for granted… think about it… even here by me we have great diversity in street signs town to town (how about by you?)… someone should write a blog about such things.. but what do I know….

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