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Suzanne DeChillo/The New York Times The unassuming red-brick building at 18 Gramercy Park South once served as Salvation Army housing; today it houses 16 luxury condos.

The princely proportions of a floor-through residence at the repurposed 18 Gramercy Park South - previously a Salvation Army housing depot for as many as 300 women but now a sought-after destination with just 16 luxury condominiums - attracted a buyer with $15,175,000 to spend and was the most expensive sale of the week, according to city records.

This has been a recurring theme as the closings accumulate at the building, which used to be known as the Parkside Evangeline. A humble red-brick 1927 landmark at Irving Place, it has been reimagined as a joint adventure in prewar opulence by Zeckendorf Development, Eyal Ofer and Robert A.M. Stern, the team responsible for another parkside game-changer, 15 Central Park West. This project may be far smaller, but it does convey ownership of a coveted key that unlocks the gates to Manhattan's only private park. The billionaires who inhabit 15 Central Park West must share their park with the rest of the city.

The 4,207-square-foot unit, No. 6, has 40 feet of living-room frontage on Gramercy Park, as well as four bedrooms, four baths and a powder room sheathed in black onyx just off the grand gallery. Its seven-foot-high windows, a New Age amenity that required approval from the Landmarks Preservation Commission, have marble sills, and it is reached via a keyed private elevator entrance. The monthly carrying charges are $11,200.

The large windowed kitchen has cabinetry by Smallbone of Devizes and stone countertops; it adjoins a family room. The master bedroom has two baths: one contains a Gris Souris marble slab shower, the other a Calacatta Caldia marble slab steam shower. The three other bedrooms have en-suite baths, some with capacious Kohler Tea-for-Two bathtubs. There is also a laundry room with Miele appliances.

Zeckendorf Marketing handled the sale of the apartment, a sponsor unit, which sold at its original listing price. The price had been raised to $15.94 million after the initial offering, as had those on all the units except the $42 million penthouse, which was immediately spoken for by Leslie Alexander, a former stock trader from New Jersey who owns the Houston Rockets of the National Basketball Association.

The buyers of No. 6 are Simon Lonergan, a partner at Behrman Capital, and his wife, Amelie, an adviser at Credit Suisse Securities. According to public records, the two also own a Hamptons getaway in Water Mill. There was no information available as to whether they used a broker for this acquisition.

The next-biggest sale was unit No. 7A at 250 West Street, opposite Piers 25 and 26 at Hudson River Park. There has been a recent flurry of activity at this luxury conversion of an 11-story former warehouse in the heart of the TriBeCa Historic District to 106 amenity-laden condos, which was completed by the Elad Group in 2011. Since June, more than a dozen units there have sold or are in contract. No. 7A, with seven rooms, sold at $8.2 million; its listing price was $8.75 million, and monthly carrying charges are $7,026.

The 4,105-square-foot unit has four bedrooms, four and a half baths, plank oak flooring and Poggenpohl kitchen cabinetry. The master bedroom faces the Hudson, as does the living room, and it has a glassed-in rain shower and a soaking tub. The building's amenities include a 61-foot indoor lap pool and a 5,000-square-foot roof terrace.

Richard Orenstein of Halstead Property represented the anonymous seller, LB Noor 1; the buyer also used a limited-liability company, MSH Partners, which appeared to have been first registered in Dallas, but which in New York City records gave 250 West Street as its current address.

Big Ticket includes closed sales from the previous week, ending Wednesday.

A Century in Their Shells

Dave Taft

A fortunate Eastern box turtle (Terrapene carolina carolina) can lead a very long life, very slowly. Records of individual turtles living well past 100 are not uncommon. One such creature was caught and marked on Martha's Vineyard in 1861, and recaptured several times through 2006. It was a hatchling before the Civil War.

Famously slow and steady, box turtles often spend their entire lives in an area about the size of a football field. This makes them particularly vulnerable to human encroachment and development. They generally will not seek out new territory if disturbed; instead they will tolerate the changes, perhaps unconscious of the alteration. Turtles will cross roads, sun themselves on asphalt driveways, raid newly planted gardens, bathe in the neighbor's cat bowl. Efforts to relocate them often fail when the animals try to return to their original turf.

Box turtles have gentle dispositions and, when bothered, can be counted on to â€œbox inâ€ all their appendages. A hinged plastron - the bottom half of the turtle's shell - allows the animal to pull its head, legs and tail completely inside, away from hungry raccoons, skunks, minks and, in urban environments, cats and dogs. True to form, a box turtle may wait like this for more than an hour for the coast to clear, eventually lumbering off to safety at a top turtle speed.

It is difficult to resist picking up a box turtle. They will tolerate being handled, but these encounters are by no means as much fun for the turtle as they are for the human. The turtle reacts as if he or she is about to be eaten.

Unless the animal is in immediate danger, leave it where you find it. We often believe we are helping a turtle to cross the road when we are actually returning it to where it started. I recall a pair of hikers I met intent on releasing a box turtle into a rapidly flowing cold water stream not far from city limits. The hikers had good intentions but, unlike the red-eared sliders in the Turtle Pond in Central Park, this species is not aquatic.

Box turtles are rare in New York City, and are often the subjects of study in parks and public lands. Consequently the location, date, time of day, and the direction the turtle was headed may be valuable information to record. Each turtle's shell is as unique as your fingerprint, and a sketch of its beautiful shell pattern, including any unique markings or scars, or even a quick cellphone photograph, might help a naturalist identify a longtime, infrequently seen, resident of a park or open space.

Though box turtles can be found in a variety of habitats, some of my best luck has been in the early morning, on summer walks along the edges of wet meadows or mixed woodlands. Here the turtles hunt for slugs, snails, worms, berries and fruit. Brooklyn, Queens, Staten Island and the Bronx all host populations of these old city dwellers, some augmented by reintroductions. Encountering a box turtle still chewing a bit of strawberry, or bathing in a mud puddle, is a fine start to any city summer morning.

Odes to Heat-Struck New York

George Grantham Bain Collection/Library of Congress

In last Sunday's Metropolitan section, Benjamin Weiser exhumed an article about the summer heat that was published in this newspaper in 1852. No mere weather story, it combined meticulous detail, social commentary and references to art and literature - all rendered in spectacularly overwrought prose. We asked readers to write their own over-the-top odes to the temperature in response; a selection is below.

A haze of sweat settles over our groaning, rumbling, whirling city. Manhattan is no stranger to such simmering summers, but every year it seems the hot season has packed a little extra sizzle. The morning commute becomes a boggy Odyssey. Weekends are better, but barely; you might even be lucky enough to beat the B&T crowd to one of the mausoleum-esque museums, where the swelter of the day seems to fade into myth, or you could opt for a staycation in the arctic comfort of your own apartment.

You make the mistake of wishing for the return of winter, begging December to hurry up with its wind-chill, having forgotten the misery of the annual freeze here in New York. You pine away in your cubicle, romanticizing about weekend plans in the Rockaways, or the Hamptons, or just about anywhere with more water and less traffic. Unfortunately, everyone else has the same idea, including the Weather. Your options are: melt here, or roast there. But after the daily drudgery is done, and happy hour's frozen margaritas are emptied, you're glad to have the sunset, to watch the furnace close its doors above Hoboken, and watch your city glow one last shade of red like the smoldering embers of a camp-fire in the Catskills. And as you nestle your head in the cool side of a pillow tonight, you dream not of December, but the sweet treasure of tomorrow morning's cool shower.
- Alessio Mineo, Manhattan

â—

It is a pitiful sight oft seen in these days of torrid heat: The unsuspecting tourist in her cork wedge is trapped mid-stride by the scourge of licorice-colored tar pits that plague our underground subway platforms. The good citizen giggles and then inevitably, she wagers to move. She cannot. The gum, hibernating during arctic winters, has been brought to sticky life by the very same monstrous air that drains us of purpose, of civility, of all temperance. The gamine senses that she is not alone but as she looks around, she wails. Her fellow travelers are also blameless victims of these ponds of simmering rubber. Her smartphone has been rendered feckless. No frequency can reach her under the scooped out earth. Mercifully, the approaching locomotive swaddles us in scorching dry gusts and we are set free. But we are not unscarred as the black-tendrilled residue coats our shod foot.
- Jan, Stone Ridge, NY

â—

The hideous sun, swollen like a rotten maggot upon the face of the heavens, beat down upon my sweat-besotted brow like an infernal hammer, straight from the depth of the lower pits of Hell. Alas, that I had lived to see these days of living nightmare, the great masses of the city fleeing in their thousands to the shores of our trash-strewn city. Fortunate man that I was, I praised the gods for giving me the wonders of the lightning, harnessed to Man's needs, in the form of the brilliant inventor Carrier, whose clever mind had devised a means by which esoteric gases are forced through metal channels, the end result being that the air within my dark chambers, instead of scorching my very being, was cooled and flowed delightfully upon my person.
- Andrew Porter, Brooklyn Heights

â—

This relentless, cruel, unnatural heat is a plague and scourge and no accident of climate nor curious abnormality. Which is why no thinking man nor woman, or none whose brain is not already devoid of necessary moisture to ignite thought, would consider me a Soulless blasphemer upon hearing me boldly confront the sovereign draped Bishops and Chief Rabbis, pungent and wet like beneath their finery, and state, inflating my nearly collapsed lungs, that God himself has tipped the sun's cruel furnace to spill its boiling contents into our formerly pure empyrean, and turn our cheerful blue into an infected sphere, and our air into bile, to punish his contemptuous, proud and vile children.

Surely the Father of all, having once tried to drown us, now seems content to transform our streets into infernal frying pans - taking this prerogative of the Devil, to prepare us cowing beasts for what will follow, our complete and total eradication. This searing heat, poured from heaven to punish, nay, cleanse by fire, the naked greed, proud indifference and most searing hypocrisy, which has transformed â€œthe beauty of the world! The paragon of animals!â€ into the most disgusting insects bred in the most foul sewage. Disowned, we will endure until we are not merely liquidated, but literally liquified into foul pools of human waste.
- RWordplay, New York

â—

It wasn't the heat so much that drained the soul, though the temperatures soared and seemed lodged forever in the mid-90s. It wasn't the insidious humidity that sapped the energy, drenching brow and back and everywhere in between, beginning in the morning and never ceasing until the last shower of the day. It wasn't even the smells permeating from the mountainous trash heaps that line the city blocks, or the odors wafting up from the subways, or from the people themselves as they scuttled from place to place on the searing streets of the city, or that unwashed unpleasantness arose from the red-faced sweating guy next to you on the subway whose stop couldn't come soon enough. The anguish of it all was the way that time stands still in a heat wave, creating the impression that the hellish days of oppressive heat and humidity and odors that cannot be adequately described and must be experienced would never come to an end, and might well be our new normal, from now until the e nd of time.
- borntorun45, NY

â—

A bead of sweat fell from my forehead
on to your forearm.
You looked up - no clouds overhead.
Your eyes slithered over me.
I said lets get some.
Ice
Cream.
- Chu Wang, Charlotte, NC

A Space Once â€˜Dark and Dank\' Celebrates Its Millionth Visitor

Gail Donovan was surprised to be a milestone visitor on Friday morning at the David Rubenstein Atrium at Lincoln Center.

Ãngel Franco/The New York Times Gail Donovan was surprised to be a milestone visitor on Friday morning at the David Rubenstein Atrium at Lincoln Center.

The scene unfolded like the opening moments of the old quiz show â€œThis Is Your Life,â€ which sprang a jaw-dropping surprise on someone who did not see it coming.

Gail Donovan of Brookline, Mass., was rushing to buy tickets to a Mostly Mozart concert with the pianist Emanuel Ax when officials from Lincoln Center sprang the surprise: She was the one millionth person to cross the threshold since Lincoln Center took over an atrium in a nearby apartment building three years ago.

Waiting to give her a boxful of prizes was Mr. Ax himself.

â€œI am not dressed for this,â€ declared Ms. Donovan, in flip-flops, slacks and a striped top.

It was another moment in the unlikely transformation of the atrium, a public space that features a media wall and a 42-foot-wide video screen. The atrium is T-shaped, with a crossbar stretching from Broadway to Columbus Avenue and a stem leading to West 62nd Street. It was built in the late 1970s under a city program that gave developers incentives like extra floor space if they included accessible public spaces.

The president of Lincoln Center, Reynold Levy, said that it used to be â€œdark and dank and leaking.â€ That was before Lincoln Center arranged a 99-year lease - but after the atrium (and the apartment building above it) had survived the savings-and-loan crisis of the 1980s, when more than 100 apartments in the building were taken over by the Colorado-based Silverado Banking, Savings and Loan Association. Neil Bush, a son of President George Bush and a brother of President George W. Bush, was a director of Silverado; the bank's collapse cost taxpayers $1 billion.

Fast-forward to Friday morning, when Ms. Donovan arrived, looking for the box office that sells same-day discount tickets.

Judith Pohlman, a volunteer who works at the Lincoln Center information desk in the atrium, had two hand-held counters - one yellow, the other blue. She clicked the yellow one each time someone walked in. The blue one was to count queries at the desk.

When the yellow counter rolled over, from a string of 9s to a string of 0s, she gave the signal, and the officials swooped down on Ms. Donovan as the millionth visitor. (The count began in December 2009.)

What happened next was like the bonus round on â€œWheel of Fortune,â€ where Pat Sajak leads the contestant to a mark on the floor. There were little marks on the floor where Ms. Donovan, Mr. Ax and Mr. Levy were to stand facing a video camera that Lincoln Center had set up to record the moment. Mr. Ax had a hand-held microphone and chatted up Ms. Donovan with the smoothness of a game-show pro.

â€œI'm overwhelmed,â€ said Ms. Donovan, who moved to the Boston area several years ago after working with New Visions for Public Schools, a nonprofit group that helps train teachers in New York City. She is now the director of a similar organization in Massachusetts, the Turnaround Leadership Academy, and said she was visiting Manhattan â€œfor a restâ€ after an intensive four-week session for prospective principals.

Mr. Ax talked about the atrium. â€œIt used to have a climbing wall, which is why I never walked through here,â€ he joked. Now the atrium is officially known as the David Rubenstein Atrium at Lincoln Center, for the financier David M. Rubenstein, who donated $10 million to a campaign that, among other things, paid for a redesign of the atrium.

Mr. Levy, the Lincoln Center president, said he set his sights on the atrium â€œthe moment I arrived at Lincoln Center - I mean, the moment I arrived.â€

â€œMy reaction was, What is this? What is this space?â€ he recalled. â€œIt's across the street from the largest and most consequential performing arts space in the world, and with major developments and transformations under way, how can we account for this despondent, depressed space?â€

He saw it as a gateway to make Lincoln Center more approachable and easier to navigate, and he had had experience with atriums. As an official at AT&T in the 1980s, he was assigned to deal with the atrium in the company's office tower at 550 Madison Avenue (now the Sony Building).

Gale A. Brewer, a City Councilwoman whose district includes Lincoln Center, said she had championed the center's takeover of the space and was a regular at free performances at the atrium.

Lincoln Center pays no rent, Mr. Levy said, but took on the responsibility of operating and maintaining it, according to city rules - adding $2 million a year in expenses. â€œWe just absorbed thatâ€ into Lincoln Center's budget, he said.

Mr. Ax gave Ms. Donovan the box with the prizes, tickets to a year's worth of performances - but not the Mostly Mozart concert she wanted to attend.

â€œI hope it's not sold out,â€ she said.

Mr. Levy said not to worry. He would get her in.

The Week in Pictures, Aug. 2

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Here is a slide show of photographs from the past week in New York City and the region. Subjects include hunting for treasure at Jones Beach, an interactive art show in a tunnel and mayoral candidates on the stump.

This weekend on â€œThe New York Times Close Up,â€ an inside look at the most compelling articles in Sunday's Times, Sam Roberts will host The Times's Michael Paulson, Thomas Kaplan and Clyde Haberman, as well as the mayoral candidate Joseph J. Lhota and the New York Police Department's chief spokesman, Paul J. Browne. Tune in at 10 p.m. Saturday or 10 a.m. Sunday on NY1 News to watch.

A sampling from the City Room blog is featured daily in the main print news section of The Times. You may also browse highlights from the blog and reader comments, read current New York headlines, like New York Metro | The New York Times on Facebook and follow us on Twitter.

Video Reviews of â€˜The Canyons,\' â€˜Our Children\' and \'2 Guns\'

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The Sweet Spot: A Dark and Scary Craving

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Forensic Art Expert\'s Libel Case Against New Yorker Magazine Is Dismissed

A federal judge in New York has dismissed a libel suit brought against The New Yorker magazine and one of its writers by Peter Paul Biro, a forensic art expert who was the subject of a long article in July 2010.

The 16,000-word article about art authentication questioned Mr. Biro's method of matching fingerprints on paintings to the artists who created them.

In a 51-page decision released on Thursday, Judge J. Paul Oetken explained that as a public figure, Mr. Biro failed to show that the writer, David Grann, or the magazine had acted â€œrecklesslyâ€ or â€œwith actual malice.â€

The judge's ruling also applied to Gawker Media, Business Insider, two other Web sites and a biography of Jackson Pollock published by Yale University that wrote about the New Yorker article.

Judge Oetken had previously thrown out several parts of the original complaint in a ruling that said: â€œThere is little question that a reader may walk away from the article with a negative impression of Biro, but that impression would be largely the result of statements of fact that Biro does not allege to be false.â€

In this recent decision, the judge dismissed the rest of the complaint and focused on a review of four passages in the article that reflected negatively on Mr. Biro and his work.

Mr. Biro said through his lawyer, Richard Altman: â€œWe intend to appeal the court's ruling to the Second Circuit. In his decision, Judge Oetken suggested that the application of the law here was possibly unfair to Mr. Biro, but that, as a district judge, he was bound by precedent. Moreover, at oral argument, he said that he did not expect his decision to be the last word on the case. The decision raises many significant and novel issues, and we will seek further review.â€

David Remnick, the editor of The New Yorker, said that everyone â€œis delighted with the wisdom and clarity of the decision.â€

â€œDavid Grann is a meticulous, fair, and brilliant reporter,â€ he added, â€œand he had the support of exceptional editing and fact-checking, so I have great confidence in him and the work he published, no matter what Mr. Biro decides to do next.â€

Book Review Podcast: David Rakoff\'s Farewell in Verse

Richard McGuire

In The New York Times Book Review, Paul Rudnick reviews â€œLove, Dishonor, Marry, Die, Cherish, Perish,â€ the final book by David Rakoff, who died of cancer last year at the age of 47. Mr. Rudnick said he was prepared to hate the book, â€œand not just because it's so awful to contemplate a world without any more David Rakoff books, or any more David Rakoff.â€ He writes:

No, I should hate this book because it's written entirely in verse, and I am a committed poetryphobe. I am a crass and ignorant person who considers all poetry, from Shakespeare on down, to be a complete hoax. Like a bore at a cocktail party, most poems discuss only the weather, their feelings and that little gray bird they saw on their way to work. As with yogurt and math, I'm convinced that anyone who claims to enjoy poetry is lying.

But here's the miracle of â€œLove, Dishonor, Marry, Die, Cherish, Perishâ€ (which I will henceforth, and justifiably, refer to as â€œLoveâ€): It's an extraordinary and deliriously entertaining work. It didn't make me love poetry, but it certainly affirmed my love for David Rakoff.

On this week's podcast, Mr. Rudnick talks about Mr. Rakoff's book; Julie Bosman has notes from the field; Juan Gabriel VÃ¡squez discusses his new novel, â€œThe Sound of Things Fallingâ€; and Gregory Cowles has best-seller news. Pamela Paul is the host.

What Inspired You to Work in Video Games?

This summer, The New York Times is publishing essays by its critics about the moments or works that prompted them to write about the arts, along with stories from readers about their own epiphanies. Previously we heard from readers who work in television, classical music, dance and pop music.

Next week, Chris Suellentrop will write about what set him on the path toward becoming a video games critic for The Times. We want to hear from video game professionals about what inspired their careers.

Whether you're a programmer, a graphic designer, a professional gamer, an e-sports commentator, a video game music composer, a marketing executive, a game reviewer or any other professional in video games, we want to hear about the video games or related experiences that led you to dedicate yourself to the art form.

Please submit a comment below describing what you do and how a video game experience led you to your career. Keep submissions under 250 words.

We will present some of your stories alongside Mr. Suellentrop's essay. We look forward to reading about your video game inspirations.

The Life of Jesus: Reza Aslan Talks About â€˜Zealot\'

In a recent interview heard round the world (or at least, round influential Twitter feeds), the Fox News host Lauren Green spoke to Reza Aslan about his new book, â€œZealot: The Life and Times of Jesus of Nazareth.â€ Ms. Green's focus on why Mr. Aslan, a Muslim, would write about Jesus, created a stir on social media (and traditional media), bringing more attention to the book, which was already on The New York Times best-seller list.

â€œZealotâ€ argues that the historical Jesus was a Jewish revolutionary interested in overthrowing Roman rule in Palestine, not in establishing a celestial kingdom, and that he would not have understood the idea of being God incarnate. In a recent phone interview, Mr. Aslan discussed the strong reactions to his book, his desire to reach a Christian audience, the difficulty of writing about ancient history and more. Below are edited excerpts from the conversation:

How does your account differ from previous examinations of the historical Jesus?

This is a debate that's been raging in academia for centuries. Much of what I argue in the book has been argued by my predecessors and colleagues: John Dominic Crossan, Johann Maier, Marcus Borg, N.T. Wright. What an academic does is build upon and synthesize the work of his predecessors. To be perfectly frank, if you're a biblical scholar, you're not going to find much that's new in my book. What I've done is take this debate that scholars are immersed in and simply made it accessible to a nonscholarly audience. It's something I wish more scholars would do, in various fields.

You write in the introduction: â€œScholars tend to see the Jesus they want to see. Too often they see themselves - their own reflection - in the image of Jesus they have constructed.â€ Are you at all guilty of that?

Absolutely. Anyone who deals in ancient history is not playing with a full deck of cards; we have to figure out a way to fill in the holes that the historical evidence doesn't provide for us. All scholarship is based on filling in those holes with the best, most educated guess possible. I'm perfectly willing to defend my educated guesses. There's no such thing as objective history, which is why two scholars of the Bible can look at the same information and come up with absolutely opposing interpretations of it.

Were you surprised by the tone of the interview on Fox? Were you prepared in general for a lot of backlash given how passionately people feel about the subject?

What excites me is that it has launched this public conversation about topics such as journalistic integrity and the role of religion in society.

When you write about religion and politics for a living, you get used to this kind of response. Of course I knew that there were going to be people who would be upset at some of the conclusions in the book. I also understood that some of those people would attack me, rather than the arguments in the book, because of my Muslim background. But maybe I'm ignorant, but I did not realize I was going to become such a lightning rod in this country for these kinds of questions.

Do you hope to reach fundamentalist Christians - or do you just accept that they won't agree with your approach and conclusions?

I want Christians to read this book. I think one of the reasons it was a success long before the Fox interview is because it was adopted by a Christian audience. Many Christians are enormously positive about the book, even when they disagree with me. I'm not afraid to engage Christians, because I don't think there's anything in the book that needs to be seen as an attack on them.

Malin Fezehai Reza Aslan

Do you see legitimate arguments sparked by the book, where you look at a critic and think, â€œYes, I see where you're coming fromâ€?

Numerous. My argument pivots on the cleansing-of-the-temple scene and Jesus' answer to whether we should pay tribute or not to Caesar. To me, and many scholars who agree with me, it's the moment that Jesus' zealotry rises to the surface, is recognized by the authorities, and leads to his arrest and execution. Many scholars see it as a more pacifist response â€" that the cleansing of the temple is a religious action rather than a political action. Those are absolutely valid interpretations, but I disagree with them.

And when it comes to Paul, there are basically two interpretations. One is that he was a devout Jew who was expressing an innovative version of Judaism in his letters that, while unique, was still deeply immersed in Jewish tradition and thought. The other school, which I belong to, is that Paul is espousing an absolute divorce from Jewish tradition, and this innovation is so unique that it is nothing less than a wholly new religion. That is an argument that's going to be had for another century.

Is there a particular scholar who is eloquent about the other side of that argument?

Yes, in fact, there's a wonderful review by Greg Carey, who is a biblical scholar, and in that review he really took me to task for my arguments about Paul, which I appreciated. That's the kind of argument I want to have.

You write that Jesus was almost certainly illiterate because most people were at the time. I can imagine believers saying it's impossible to assume even something like that because of how singular Jesus was in other ways.

The job of the historian is to say not what's possible, but what's likely. By most estimates, 98 percent of the population was illiterate. Jesus grew up in a village, Nazareth, that was so poor, so small, that it didn't even have a road. What's more likely, that he didn't know how to read or write, or by some circumstance he was somehow educated? But if you're a Christian who believes there's something remarkable and extraordinary about this individual that made him different, that's a perfectly fine thing to believe.

You've studied and taught at several universities, and you're currently at the University of California, Riverside. What's your job there?

Because I have advanced degrees in both religious studies and creative writing I like to go back and forth between the two disciplines. It keeps me from getting bored. I have taught religious studies at Drew University in New Jersey and at the University of Iowa. What I love about my position at Riverside, however, is that although I am an associate professor of creative writing, I have the freedom to teach advanced graduate seminars that are cross-listed with the department of religion. I even get to chair dissertations in religion. It's really the perfect job for me.

Do you mostly teach students who are looking to write about religion for a nonspecialized audience?

Not at all. Riverside's creative writing students do not necessarily focus on any particular discipline. They are there to learn how to write well. My workshops are solely concerned with the craft of writing both fiction and nonfiction. The only thing we care about is story.

Have any of the reactions during your book tour surprised you?

I've started to notice that I'm getting strong reactions from both Christians and atheists, who both tell me that this book proves what they knew about Jesus. Christians tell me that this man was so extraordinary, that his message of the reversals of the social order was so revolutionary, that regardless of his low position in life he was able to take on these religious and political powers and, in his defeat, attain victory. It also happens to be true whether or not you think he's the messiah.

Singer Files Suit Against Met Opera Over Fall

Wendy White, the Metropolitan Opera mezzo-soprano who was hospitalized in December 2011 after an eight-foot fall when a piece of scenery broke during a performance, is suing the Met for damages as a result of the accident. The lawsuit was filed on Thursday, but the Met will not be served with papers until Monday, Ms. White's lawyer, Martin Edelman, said on Friday afternoon.

Ms. White, a veteran singer who sang more than 500 performances at the Met since she made her debut as Flora in â€œLa Traviataâ€ in 1989, waited so long to file her suit, her lawyer said, because she had hoped to recover her health and resume her career.

â€œHowever, she has recently undergone examinations that show that, if anything, she's getting worse,â€ Mr. Edelman said. â€œShe has nerve damage, and she is unable to sustain notes, and she has problems standing for long periods - all the physical requirements necessary to perform in an opera.â€

Mr. Edelman asserted that the Met's own investigation into the accident, while Ms. White was performing as Marthe in Gounod's â€œFaust,â€ showed that the platform had collapsed because it was held together with a window hinge instead of a heftier piece of hardware.

A spokesman for the Met could not be reached on Friday afternoon, and a message left with the company's press department was not immediately returned.

The lawsuit seeks compensation for medical care, loss of wages, and pain and suffering - which, Mr. Edelman said, is acute in the case of a singer who suddenly finds herself unable to perform, since her identity and self-image are, to a great degree, bound up in her work. The suit does not seek a specific amount.

The Week in Pictures, Aug. 2

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This weekend on â€œThe New York Times Close Up,â€ an inside look at the most compelling articles in Sundayâ€™s Times, Sam Roberts will host The Timesâ€™s Michael Paulson, Thomas Kaplan and Clyde Haberman, as well as the mayoral candidate Joseph J. Lhota and the New York Police Departmentâ€™s chief spokesman, Paul J. Browne. Tune in at 10 p.m. Saturday or 10 a.m. Sunday on NY1 News to watch.

A Space Once â€˜Dark and Dankâ€™ Celebrates Its Millionth Visitor

The pianist Emanuel Ax congratulated Gail Donovan of Massachusetts on Friday after she became the one millionth visitor to enter an atrium that Lincoln Center took over about three years ago.

Ãngel Franco/The New York Times The pianist Emanuel Ax congratulated Gail Donovan of Massachusetts on Friday after she became the one millionth visitor to enter an atrium that Lincoln Center took over about three years ago.

The scene unfolded like the opening moments of the old quiz show â€œThis Is Your Life,â€ which sprang a jaw-dropping surprise on someone who did not see it coming.

Waiting to give her a boxful of prizes was Mr. Ax himself.

â€œI am not dressed for this,â€ declared Ms. Donovan, in flip-flops, slacks and a striped top.

The president of Lincoln Center, Reynold Levy, said that it used to be â€œdark and dank and leaking.â€ That was before Lincoln Center arranged a 99-year lease â€" but after the atrium (and the apartment building above it) had survived the savings-and-loan crisis of the 1980s, when more than 100 apartments in the building were taken over by the Colorado-based Silverado Banking, Savings and Loan Association. Neil Bush, a son of President George Bush and a brother of President George W. Bush, was a director of Silverado; the bankâ€™s collapse cost taxpayers $1 billion.

Fast-forward to Friday morning, when Ms. Donovan arrived, looking for the box office that sells same-day discount tickets.

Judith Pohlman, a volunteer who works at the Lincoln Center information desk in the atrium, had two handheld counters â€" one yellow, the other blue. She clicked the yellow one each time someone walked in. The blue one was to count queries at the desk.

What happened next was like the bonus round on â€œWheel of Fortune,â€ where Pat Sajak leads the contestant to a mark on the floor. There were little marks on the floor where Ms. Donovan, Mr. Ax and Mr. Levy were to stand facing a video camera that Lincoln Center had set up to record the moment. Mr. Ax had a handheld microphone and chatted up Ms. Donovan with the smoothness of a game-show pro.

â€œIâ€™m overwhelmed,â€ said Ms. Donovan, who moved to the Boston area several years ago after working with New Visions for Public Schools, a nonprofit group that helps train teachers in New York City. She is now the director of a similar organization in Massachusetts, the Turnaround Leadership Academy, and said she was visiting Manhattan â€œfor a restâ€ after an intensive four-week session for prospective principals.

Mr. Levy, the Lincoln Center president, said he set his sights on the atrium â€œthe moment I arrived at Lincoln Center â€" I mean, the moment I arrived.â€

â€œMy reaction was, What is this? What is this space?â€ he recalled. â€œItâ€™s across the street from the largest and most consequential performing arts space in the world, and with major developments and transformations under way, how can we account for this despondent, depressed space?â€

He saw it as a gateway to make Lincoln Center more approachable and easier to navigate, and he had had experience with atriums. As an official at AT&T in the 1980s, he was assigned to deal with the atrium in the companyâ€™s office tower at 550 Madison Avenue (now the Sony Building).

Gale A. Brewer, a City Councilwoman whose district includes Lincoln Center, said she had championed the centerâ€™s takeover of the space and was a regular at free performances at the atrium.

Lincoln Center pays no rent, Mr. Levy said, but took on the responsibility of operating and maintaining it, according to city rules â€" adding $2 million a year in expenses. â€œWe just absorbed thatâ€ into Lincoln Centerâ€™s budget, he said.

Mr. Ax gave Ms. Donovan the box with the prizes, tickets to a yearâ€™s worth of performances â€" but not the Mostly Mozart concert she wanted to attend.

â€œI hope itâ€™s not sold out,â€ she said.

Mr. Levy said not to worry. He would get her in.

Singer Files Suit Against Met Opera Over Fall

Wendy White, the Metropolitan Opera mezzo-soprano who was hospitalized after an eight-foot fall when a piece of scenery broke during a December 2011 performance as Marthe in Gounodâ€™s â€œFaust,â€ is suing the Met for damages as a result of the accident. The lawsuit was filed on Thursday, but the Met will not be served with papers until Monday, Ms. Whiteâ€™s lawyer, Martin Edelman said on Friday afternoon.

Ms. White, a veteran singer who sang more than 500 performances at the Met since she made her debut as Flora in â€œLa Traviataâ€ in 1989, has waited so long to file her suit, her lawyer said, because she had hoped to recover her health and resume her career.

â€œHowever,â€ Mr. Edelman said, â€œshe has recently undergone examinations that show that, if anything, sheâ€™s getting worse. She has nerve damage, and she is unable to sustain notes, and she has problem standing for long periods - all the physical requirements necessary to perform in an opera.â€

Mr. Edelman asserted that the Metâ€™s own investigation into the accident showed that the platform collapsed because it had been held together with a window hinge instead of a heftier piece of hardware.

The lawsuit seeks compensation for medical care, loss of wages and pain and suffering, which Mr. Edelman points out is acute in the case of a singer who suddenly finds herself unable to perform, since her identity and self image are, to a great degree, bound up in her work. The suit does not seek a specific amount.

A spokesman for the Met could not be reached on Friday afternoon, and a message left with the companyâ€™s press department was not immediately returned.

Forensic Art Expertâ€™s Libel Case Against New Yorker Magazine Is Dismissed

The 16,000-word article about art authentication questioned Mr. Biroâ€™s method of matching fingerprints on paintings to the artists who created them.

The judgeâ€™s ruling also applied to Gawker Media, Business Insider, two other Web sites and a biography of Jackson Pollock published by Yale University that wrote about the New Yorker article.

In this recent decision, the judge dismissed the rest of the complaint and focused on a review of four passages in the article that reflected negatively on Mr. Biro and his work.

Mr. Biro said through his lawyer, Richard Altman: â€œWe intend to appeal the courtâ€™s ruling to the Second Circuit. In his decision, Judge Oetken suggested that the application of the law here was possibly unfair to Mr. Biro, but that, as a district judge, he was bound by precedent. Moreover, at oral argument, he said that he did not expect his decision to be the last word on the case. The decision raises many significant and novel issues, and we will seek further review.â€

David Remnick, the editor of The New Yorker, said that everyone â€œis delighted with the wisdom and clarity of the decision.â€

What Inspired You to Work in Video Games?

Whether youâ€™re a programmer, a graphic designer, a professional gamer, an e-sports commentator, a video game music composer, a marketing executive, a game reviewer or any other professional in video games, we want to hear about the video game or related experience that led you to dedicate yourself to the art form.

Please submit a comment below describing what you do and how a video game experience led you to your career. Keep submissions under 250 words.

We will present some of your stories alongside Mr. Ratliffâ€™s essay. We look forward to reading about your video game inspirations.

Odes to Heat-Struck New York

George Grantham Bain Collection/Library of Congress

In last Sundayâ€™s Metropolitan section, Benjamin Weiser exhumed an article about the summer heat that was published in this newspaper in 1852. No mere weather story, it combined meticulous detail, social commentary and references to art and literature â€" all rendered in spectacularly overwrought prose. We asked readers to write their own over-the-top odes to the temperature in response; a selection is below.

You make the mistake of wishing for the return of winter, begging December to hurry up with its wind-chill, having forgotten the misery of the annual freeze here in New York. You pine away in your cubicle, romanticizing about weekend plans in the Rockaways, or the Hamptons, or just about anywhere with more water and less traffic. Unfortunately, everyone else has the same idea, including the Weather. Your options are: melt here, or roast there. But after the daily drudgery is done, and happy hourâ€™s frozen margaritas are emptied, youâ€™re glad to have the sunset, to watch the furnace close its doors above Hoboken, and watch your city glow one last shade of red like the smoldering embers of a camp-fire in the Catskills. And as you nestle your head in the cool side of a pillow tonight, you dream not of December, but the sweet treasure of tomorrow morningâ€™s cool shower.
â€" Alessio Mineo, Manhattan

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The hideous sun, swollen like a rotten maggot upon the face of the heavens, beat down upon my sweat-besotted brow like an infernal hammer, straight from the depth of the lower pits of Hell. Alas, that I had lived to see these days of living nightmare, the great masses of the city fleeing in their thousands to the shores of our trash-strewn city. Fortunate man that I was, I praised the gods for giving me the wonders of the lightning, harnessed to Manâ€™s needs, in the form of the brilliant inventor Carrier, whose clever mind had devised a means by which esoteric gases are forced through metal channels, the end result being that the air within my dark chambers, instead of scorching my very being, was cooled and flowed delightfully upon my person.
â€" Andrew Porter, Brooklyn Heights

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This relentless, cruel, unnatural heat is a plague and scourge and no accident of climate nor curious abnormality. Which is why no thinking man nor woman, or none whose brain is not already devoid of necessary moisture to ignite thought, would consider me a Soulless blasphemer upon hearing me boldly confront the sovereign draped Bishops and Chief Rabbis, pungent and wet like beneath their finery, and state, inflating my nearly collapsed lungs, that God himself has tipped the sunâ€™s cruel furnace to spill its boiling contents into our formerly pure empyrean, and turn our cheerful blue into an infected sphere, and our air into bile, to punish his contemptuous, proud and vile children.

Surely the Father of all, having once tried to drown us, now seems content to transform our streets into infernal frying pans â€" taking this prerogative of the Devil, to prepare us cowing beasts for what will follow, our complete and total eradication. This searing heat, poured from heaven to punish, nay, cleanse by fire, the naked greed, proud indifference and most searing hypocrisy, which has transformed â€œthe beauty of the world! The paragon of animals!â€ into the most disgusting insects bred in the most foul sewage. Disowned, we will endure until we are not merely liquidated, but literally liquified into foul pools of human waste.
â€" RWordplay, New York

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It wasnâ€™t the heat so much that drained the soul, though the temperatures soared and seemed lodged forever in the mid-90s. It wasnâ€™t the insidious humidity that sapped the energy, drenching brow and back and everywhere in between, beginning in the morning and never ceasing until the last shower of the day. It wasnâ€™t even the smells permeating from the mountainous trash heaps that line the city blocks, or the odors wafting up from the subways, or from the people themselves as they scuttled from place to place on the searing streets of the city, or that unwashed unpleasantness arose from the red-faced sweating guy next to you on the subway whose stop couldnâ€™t come soon enough. The anguish of it all was the way that time stands still in a heat wave, creating the impression that the hellish days of oppressive heat and humidity and odors that cannot be adequately described and must be experienced would never come to an end, and might well be our new normal, from now until the end of time.
€" borntorun45, NY

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A bead of sweat fell from my forehead
on to your forearm.
You looked up â€" no clouds overhead.
Your eyes slithered over me.
I said lets get some.
Ice
Cream.
â€" Chu Wang, Charlotte, NC

The Sweet Spot: A Dark and Scary Craving

In this weekâ€™s episode, David Carr and A. O. Scott talk about the sociopathic characters on television we love to hate and love to love. Nice, huh?

A Century in Their Shells

Dave Taft

A fortunate Eastern box turtle (Terrapene carolina carolina) can lead a very long life, very slowly. Records of individual turtles living well past 100 are not uncommon. One such creature was caught and marked on Marthaâ€™s Vineyard in 1861, and recaptured several times through 2006. It was a hatchling before the Civil War.

Famously slow and steady, box turtles often spend their entire lives in an area about the size of a football field. This makes them particularly vulnerable to human encroachment and development. They generally will not seek out new territory if disturbed; instead they will tolerate the changes, perhaps unconscious of the alteration. Turtles will cross roads, sun themselves on asphalt driveways, raid newly planted gardens, bathe in the neighborâ€™s cat bowl. Efforts to relocate them often fail when the animals try to return to their original turf.

Box turtles have gentle dispositions and, when bothered, can be counted on to â€œbox inâ€ all their appendages. A hinged plastron â€" the bottom half of the turtleâ€™s shell â€" allows the animal to pull its head, legs and tail completely inside, away from hungry raccoons, skunks, minks and, in urban environments, cats and dogs. True to form, a box turtle may wait like this for more than an hour for the coast to clear, eventually lumbering off to safety at a top turtle speed.

Box turtles are rare in New York City, and are often the subjects of study in parks and public lands. Consequently the location, date, time of day, and the direction the turtle was headed may be valuable information to record. Each turtleâ€™s shell is as unique as your fingerprint, and a sketch of its beautiful shell pattern, including any unique markings or scars, or even a quick cellphone photograph, might help a naturalist identify a longtime, infrequently seen, resident of a park or open space.

The Best Little Literary Paddle in Texas

Jane Graves John Graves on the Brazos.

John Graves, an author revered in Texas but relatively unknown beyond the borders of the state, died on Wednesday at 92. The New York Times obituary discusses his best-known work, â€œGoodbye to a River,â€ published in 1960. That book tells the story of a three-week trip down the Brazos River, from just below Possum Kingdom Lake to a spot near the town of Glen Rose, near where Mr. Graves built his home, which he called Hard Scrabble.

The obituary mentions the power that the book holds, especially for many Texans â€" so much so that the paddles that Mr. Graves used on that trip are treasured. One of them is on display at the Wittliff Collections at Texas State University, which gathers the papers and artifacts of the creators of Southwestern literature.

Bill Witliff, the screenwriter who, with his wife, founded the collections, said he discovered the paddle, which had been broken into three pieces, in a woodpile at Hard Scrabble. It had been stepped on by one of Mr. Gravesâ€™s cows.

Mr. Wittliff asked Mr. Graves if he could have what was left of the paddle. â€œJohn was astonished that Iâ€™d want it,â€ Mr. Wittliff recalled. Mr. Wittliff repaired the paddle and gave it to the Southwestern Writers Collection, the beginning of the Wittliff Collections.

When the Witliff was dedicated in 1993, with then-governor Ann Richards and Larry L. King (author of â€œThe Best Little Whorehouse in Texasâ€), among others in attendance, John Graves spoke about the paddle. He again seemed mystified by the interest in this object, saying he found it â€œa curious thing.â€ â€œWhat ought to matter about writers is their writing, period,â€ he said, while allowing â€œThere is an undeniable glow to be derived from seeing articles used dailyâ€ by admired literary figures.

And so, he said: â€œI donâ€™t have any idea what emotions, if any, my old canoe paddle on display in there will arouse in others, but what it chiefly arouses in me, aside from a few recollections, is disgust that Iâ€ˆlet a useful tool lie out for three or four years among willows beside a stock pond, where it was rotted by weather and fractured by the hooves of Black Angus cows. It is testimony to one of my basic flaws, a slobbishness about personal possessions.â€

In a more serious vein, he made a run at explaining why the regionâ€™s writing might be important, saying â€œwhatever Southwestern literatureâ€™s virtues and lacks may be, whatever its degree of acceptance in the wider world of letters of America and the world, it is our literature insofar as we feel ourselves to be Texans, and Southwesterners, just as the work of Shakespeare and Milton and Tolstoy and Faulkner and a host of others belongs to us as conscious inheritors of Western Civilization.â€

Today, the paddle is hung in the collectionâ€™s reading room. For fans of Mr. Graves, â€œItâ€™s really become a point of pilgrimage here,â€ said Michele M. Miller, a spokeswoman for the collections.

Naked, Afraid and Drawing More Viewers

The first season of the reality show â€œNaked and Afraidâ€ on Discovery â€" which features heavily pixelated footage of contestants as they live in the wild for 21 days without aid or clothing â€" has been a good example of the need to wait before drawing any conclusions based on ratings.

The show had its premiere on June 23 immediately after â€œSkywire Live With Nik Wallenda,â€ which had 10.7 million total viewers. Some 4.2 million stuck around to watch â€œNaked and Afraid.â€ Itâ€™s a success!

But viewers apparently didnâ€™t like what they saw. Without the benefit of â€œSkywire Liveâ€ as a lead-in, the second episode of â€œNaked and Afraid,â€ on June 30, lost 60 percent of the premiere audience and plummeted to 1.7 million viewers, a major drop by any measure. Itâ€™s a failure!

Then, over the next month, according to Nielsen, the show caught on as it has added viewers every week, growing from 2.2 million to 2.6 million to 3.3 million. It peaked on Sunday with the season finale at 3.6 million. That episode was also the second highest-rated cable program of that night for viewers between 18 and 49 â€" the demographic most important to advertisers â€" beating the likes of â€œKeeping Up With the Kardashiansâ€ on E!, â€œThe Real Housewives of New Jerseyâ€ on Bravo and â€œFalling Skiesâ€ on TNT.

Discovery announced last week that casting was already under way for additional episodes of â€œNaked and Afraid.â€ A season recap episode will also be shown on Saturday.

Big Ticket | A Floor With a Key to a Park for $15.175 Million

Suzanne DeChillo/The New York Times The unassuming red-brick building at 18 Gramercy Park South once served as Salvation Army housing; today it houses 16 luxury condos.

The princely proportions of a floor-through residence at the repurposed 18 Gramercy Park South â€" previously a Salvation Army housing depot for as many as 300 women but now a sought-after destination with just 16 luxury condominiums â€" attracted a buyer with $15,175,000 to spend and was the most expensive sale of the week, according to city records.

This has been a recurring theme as the closings accumulate at the building, which used to be known as the Parkside Evangeline. A humble red-brick 1927 landmark at Irving Place, it has been reimagined as a joint adventure in prewar opulence by Zeckendorf Development, Eyal Ofer and Robert A.M. Stern, the team responsible for another parkside game-changer, 15 Central Park West. This project may be far smaller, but it does convey ownership of a coveted key that unlocks the gates to Manhattanâ€™s only private park. The billionaires who inhabit 15 Central Park West must share their park with the rest of the city.

The 4,105-square-foot unit has four bedrooms, four and a half baths, plank oak flooring and Poggenpohl kitchen cabinetry. The master bedroom faces the Hudson, as does the living room, and it has a glassed-in rain shower and a soaking tub. The buildingâ€™s amenities include a 61-foot indoor lap pool and a 5,000-square-foot roof terrace.

Big Ticket includes closed sales from the previous week, ending Wednesday.

Aug. 2: Where the Candidates Are Today

Planned events for the mayoral candidates, according to the campaigns and organizations they are affiliated with. Times are listed as scheduled but frequently change.

Nicholas Wells contributed reporting.

Event information is listed as provided at the time of publication. Details for many of Ms. Quinn events are not released for publication.

Events by candidate

Albanese

CarriÃ³n

Catsimatidis

De Blasio

Lhota

Thompson

Weiner

John A. Catsimatidis
Republican

8:30 a.m.
Attends a meeting of the Harlem Chamber of Commerce, at Sylviaâ€™s Restaurant, on Malcolm X Bouelvard.

Bill de Blasio
Democrat

12:30 p.m.
Holds a news conference to announce that a number of Brooklyn civic organizations, including Brooklyn Heights Association and Cobble Hill Association, are signing on as co-plaintiffs in his lawsuit to keep Long Island College Hospital open, on Hicks Street, opposite Long Island College Hospital in Cobble Hill.

4:30 p.m.
Greets voters, accompanied by his wife, Chirlane, and children, Dante and Chiara, in Chelsea.

Joseph J. Lhota
Republican

10:30 a.m.
Visits senior citizens with Councilman Eric Ulrich, at the JASA Rockaway Park Senior Center, Queens.

12 p.m.
Visits the Simcha Day Camp, at Yeshiva Darchei Torah, in Far Rockaway.

2 p.m.
Greets voters with former State Senator David Storobin, who endorsed him on July 7, at the Friendset Apartments in Brooklyn.

William C. Thompson Jr.
Democrat

12:15 a.m.
Meets with members of Firehouse Engine 95, on Vermilyea Avenue in Upper Manhattan.

12:30 a.m.
Makes his first night stop with livery-cab drivers, in Upper Manhattan.

1:45 a.m.
Meets with nurses of Lutheran Hospital, in Brooklyn.

3 a.m.
Returns to the Lincoln Houses, where he had recently participated in a group sleepover at the suggestion of the Rev. Al Sharpton, to host a moment of silence for a young woman who was shot outside the complex, in Upper Manhattan.

3:50 a.m.
Makes the second of two night stops with livery-cab drivers, in Queens.

4:30 a.m.
Meets with workers and tours the Schuster Meat Corporation, in the Bronx.

6 a.m.
Greets voters at the Brooklyn Terminal Market.

7:45 a.m.
Ends his epic 24-hour run by greeting morning commuters at the 125th Street subway stop at Lenox Avenue in Upper Manhattan.

4:45 p.m.
Tapes two-minute statement that all candidates are invited to submit to the New York City Campaign Finance Board that will air on NYC-TV and be used as part of an electronic voters giude.

Anthony D. Weiner
Democrat

10 a.m.
Visits with South and East Asian community leaders, at the Tandoor Restaurant in Queens.

Sal F. Albanese
Democrat

11:30 a.m.
Visits with residents of Casabe House for the Elderly, becoming the second candidate this week and the sixth since May to visit, in Manhattan.

8 p.m.
Attends the Madonna del Carmine Feast, on East 69th Street in Brooklyn.

Adolfo CarriÃ³n Jr.
Independent

4:30 p.m.
Campaigns in front of Court Deli on East 161st Street, in the Bronx.

Aug. 2: Where the Candidates Are Today

Planned events for the mayoral candidates, according to the campaigns and organizations they are affiliated with. Times are listed as scheduled but frequently change.

Nicholas Wells contributed reporting.

Event information is listed as provided at the time of publication. Details for many of Ms. Quinn events are not released for publication.

Events by candidate

Albanese

CarriÃ³n

Catsimatidis

De Blasio

Lhota

Thompson

Weiner

John A. Catsimatidis
Republican

8:30 a.m.
Attends a meeting of the Harlem Chamber of Commerce, at Sylviaâ€™s Restaurant, on Malcolm X Bouelvard.

Bill de Blasio
Democrat

4:30 p.m.
Greets voters, accompanied by his wife, Chirlane, and children, Dante and Chiara, in Chelsea.

Joseph J. Lhota
Republican

10:30 a.m.
Visits senior citizens with Councilman Eric Ulrich, at the JASA Rockaway Park Senior Center, Queens.

12 p.m.
Visits the Simcha Day Camp, at Yeshiva Darchei Torah, in Far Rockaway.

2 p.m.
Greets voters with former State Senator David Storobin, who endorsed him on July 7, at the Friendset Apartments in Brooklyn.

William C. Thompson Jr.
Democrat

12:15 a.m.
Meets with members of Firehouse Engine 95, on Vermilyea Avenue in Upper Manhattan.

12:30 a.m.
Makes his first night stop with livery-cab drivers, in Upper Manhattan.

1:45 a.m.
Meets with nurses of Lutheran Hospital, in Brooklyn.

3:50 a.m.
Makes the second of two night stops with livery-cab drivers, in Queens.

4:30 a.m.
Meets with workers and tours the Schuster Meat Corporation, in the Bronx.

6 a.m.
Greets voters at the Brooklyn Terminal Market.

7:45 a.m.
Ends his epic 24-hour run by greeting morning commuters at the 125th Street subway stop at Lenox Avenue in Upper Manhattan.

4:45 p.m.
Tapes two-minute statement that all candidates are invited to submit to the New York City Campaign Finance Board that will air on NYC-TV and be used as part of an electronic voters giude.

Anthony D. Weiner
Democrat

10 a.m.
Visits with South and East Asian community leaders, at the Tandoor Restaurant in Queens.

Sal F. Albanese
Democrat

11:30 a.m.
Visits with residents of Casabe House for the Elderly, becoming the second candidate this week and the sixth since May to visit, in Manhattan.

8 p.m.
Attends the Madonna del Carmine Feast, on East 69th Street in Brooklyn.

Adolfo CarriÃ³n Jr.
Independent

4:30 p.m.
Campaigns in front of Court Deli on East 161st Street, in the Bronx.

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