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Wednesday, 17 June 2009

Harlem is a neighborhood in the New York City borough of Manhattan, long known as a major African-American residential, cultural, and business center. Originally a Dutch village, it was organized by a Governor and Council ordinance on March 4, 1658, whose ground breaking was on August 14, 1658, whereby it remained independent of the City of New York until 1873.

Harlem has been defined by a series of boom-and-bust cycles, with significant ethnic shifts accompanying each cycle. Black residents began to arrive en masse in 1904, with numbers fed by the Great Migration. In the 1920s and 1930s, the neighborhood was the locus of the "Harlem Renaissance", an outpouring of artistic and professional works without precedent in the American black community. However, starting with the job losses of the Great Depression and especially after World War II with deindustrialization in New York, rates of crime and poverty increased significantly.

New York's revival in the late 20th century has led to renewal in Harlem as well. By 1995, Harlem was experiencing social and economic gentrification. Though the percentage of residents who are black peaked in 1950, the area remains predominantly black. [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harlem]

I had no idea I was in Harlem until I checked on my NY City map. I was curious where exactly I was because the crowd was different from the usual Manhattan crowd that I am used to. In Harlem, one should never show that he/she is a tourist (IMHO). Not especially when you're alone. You wouldn't even dare to look anyone in the eye nor dare ask anyone for direction. It was even harder to look for a police officer (I was fortunate to see one who was waiting by the McDonald's walk-thru window, prolly waiting for his kiddie meal).

"So... that explains the crowd and the setting of the place, eh?!" I told myself when I realized that I was actually in Harlem. It's a scary place for someone who is not used to the city. For me, it's an interesting place to discover. Although they said that the place was predominated with Black people, signs were mostly written in Spanish now and the store clerks are mostly Spanish. You'd see taong-grasa everywhere, tambays, some people that I only see on TV, cars banging with music and the driver wearing all those bling-blings, some smoking, some spitting, some place smells like a urinal, graffiti everywhere, etc.. That "interesting"!

If you are a Filipino, imagine yourself walking on the worst streets of Recto and Divisoria... only difference is that you seldom see your own race in the crowd (plus of course, no one drives a car with their volume up and head-banging in Divisoria).

But hey, I have heard that there's this one nice place in uppermost Harlem. That, I gotta discover. Hmmm... Why not? If given the opportunity to walk on the streets of Harlem again, I would! (I saw one pretty dress there! hah-hah!)

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