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Four-Legged Constitutionals

A few masters of the morning walk—the city’s dutiful dog owners—share their routes.


Map by Jason Lee  

Kiel Mead’s Brooklyn Navy Yard walk with his basset hound, George
“I have a design studio in the Navy Yard, and George and I walk there at 7 a.m. We pass the Sweet ’N Low sign—the sun hits it in this amazing way—and Admiral’s Row, this beautiful stretch of abandoned buildings, with ivy everywhere and an overgrown tennis court in the back, where the officers used to stay while their ships were in the yard. When we get to Bicycle Station on Park Avenue, there’s a free air pump out front, and it’s hilarious to blow the air in George’s face. On Flushing, there’s this food-distribution company with a slotted metal door covered in graffiti: It blew off during Hurricane Sandy, and when the guys who own the building put the door back together, all of the slots were connected in the wrong order, breaking up the graffiti. Once we hit the Navy Yard, we walk way out on the pier to look at the big cranes sliding along train tracks, almost like moving houses.”

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