On the corner of 3rd Av. and Astor place, in front of a Starbucks there is a marble bench. I saw some people have sat on it. It was empty when the weather got too cold. It's always there.
Few days ago, I found this bench was engraved with a story of a man called Frederick Hobrath. He used to live around that neighborhood and died on that spot.
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