Originally published at: The last wooden escalator in New York? | Boing Boing
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I went up and down this old warhorse many times when I was helping a client with a project in the store in the 90s. It always added a little something nice to my day, and I’m glad to see it’s still rolling along.
I remember riding these when I first visited New York my senior year in high school. Fascinating and unexpected. Glad to hear they’ve managed to keep them all this time.
There’s a beauty to wooden escalators… and a fearful danger to those metal teeth on a metal one. As a kid escalators frightened me, mainly my mother’s fault for warning about the dangers of shoelaces, pant legs, etc. to lead to painful death by shredding.
A friend of mine is missing 2.5 fingers on one hand from an altercation with one of these nearly 70 years ago.
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