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# A Week of Being Kin Lane - September 8th, 2026

This morning I walked up to 59th and Columbus Subway station and took the 1 down to Penn Station. I have done this trip a number of times over the last year, but instead of heading south on the Acela, I am heading north on the Maple Leaf to Toronto, Canada. Almost every month over the last year I headed to Pennsylvania to work on my startup, but this trip I'm heading a different direction to work on my own business.

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It reveals for me another way in which I tend to give to much to others. During one year, my partner came to New York to work with me once, where I went down monthly, and even more than once in a month, to work with him. Being reminded that I give too much is nothing new. It is who I am. It is how I approach everything I do. I just tend to forget to check in on things while I am in the moment to fight for balance with whoever I am partnering with. This round, I have all my partners in check, and doing regular repeated checks to make sure I'm not giving to much.

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When we doing our evening fart walk along the Hudson River in the evenings we make our way up the Riverside Park for about 45 minutes and then we turn around and head down Riverside Avenue for another 45 minutes until we make it back home. On the last leg of our journey we wind through some tall glass residential complexes on the West End, and in one of the courtyards is a wide open turf grass field, fountain, chairs, tables, and restaurants. Along one end is a small "stream" running along the walk way. It is about 3 inches deep and Poppy insists on walking the length of it. She thinks she is being clever or cool doing it because she usually looks up at Audrey and kind of smiles deviously. This time, I caught a picture of Audrey walking her the length of the stream on the way home.

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On Friday I had a client in Brooklyn who wanted to get together for coffee. I offered to ride my bike over as it was. trip I've wanted to do for sometime. I told her I needed a placed where I could bring my dog because I couldn't go bike riding without her or she'd kill me. So around 8:30 AM we headed through mid and downtown Manhattan and made our way across the Brooklyn Bridge into Brooklyn, heading for South Park Slope. We had coffee with the CEO of Pandium for about an hour, and then made our way back through Brooklyn, across the bridge, and up through very busy downtown and midtown. We were both pooped. It was a seriously long ride, and Poppy and I had to take it easy for the rest of the day.

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This Sunday after leaving Central Park after two loops we were heading down 7th Avenue through Time Square and then looped back up on 38th Street over to 6th Avenue, which was closed off for a street fair. As we were heading up 6th Avenue, Poppy started nudging my leg and rocking her sidecar to let me know there was a Mexican barbecue stand coming up. We pulled in and ordered our usual pork skewer and street corn. She sure loves it. It has become a regular ritual, and she usually ends up with a line of people taking her picture as she gnaws on the corn cob with her teeth. I didn't even get any corn this time as it makes me so happy to see her doing her thing.

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[I wrote about the black cars being at the top and the bottom of the NYC experience this week.](https://kinlane.com/2026/09/05/black-cars-at-the-top-and-bottom-of-the-nyc-experience/) They are the worst vehicles in a city of awful vehicles. While riding my bike you can expect rudeness from most cars, but the black cars are down right dangerous in every way. THey just don't car about pedestrians or cyclists. I think it is easy for the NYC taxicab to have such a reputation, but in my experience, it doesn't come close to match the notorious nature of the black SUVs roaming the city.

***"A legacy is something obsolete, but which you cannot get rid of entirely. Something no longer wanted, but still needed." - N.K. Jemisin, The Stone Sky***

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I was captivated by this painting by Tang Yaw Hoong called Light Painter. I am perpetually captivated by street lights. How they illuminate. How they make us feel safer. How they only shine on the immediate area and leave shadows beyond. There are different colors and brightnesses to the street lamp, depending on the city. I've been enjoying them in the evenings during our fart walks as we slowly fade into fall and the days are getting shorter.

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My days are spent trying to make sense of the web today. The web is more chaotic, noisy, and generated than it has ever been. I get upwards of 50K visits across my sites each day, yet only about 16% of thesse visitors are human. Most of my content is sucked up and used in Large Language Models (LLMs), the majority of it unattributed. So what does this mean? It isn't like the good old search engine optimization days. Not that those days were any realer than they are today. Honestly I thrive on uncerntainty, and making sense of noise. I don't have all the answers but I am working towards a working understanding. I just need to find the stories that resonate with people who will pay me enough money to survive.

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My kiddo turned 26 yesterday. I've stopped publishing my usual picture of me holding her as a baby. She's all grown up now. I've progressed past the "I've made it phase", and thoroughly enjoying her finding her place in the world. Super proud of her. Super proud of myself for helping get her to this point. It warms my heart to see her working on her masters, working multiple jobs, and making a life out in Washington. 2026, what a year. What a year. Thank you.

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*If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away. - Henry David Thoreau*

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