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Sandwiched between a power plant and five blocks of Domino Sugar factory, and anchored by a 70-foot-tall brick smokestack from a long-gone molasses plant, this beautifully maintained sliver of green is a terrific spot: Watch ferries float by in summer and mammoth chunks of ice in the winter. Almost as interesting is the adjoining parking area, in which Hasids sit silently in their cars by day and randy teenagers steam up their windows by night. — Jada Yuan