Workers expose a memory of a bygone Times Square.
The veneer of modern New York peeled away this week from a building at Eighth Avenue and 43rd Street to reveal a tasty slice of the 1940s.
More precisely: "Dixon Cafe er ." Some letters are missing -- Dixon's itself is long gone -- but the exuberant red sign, with an X like outstretched arms and legs, has re-emerged to recall a Times Square that exists now only as simulacrum; of Horn & Hardarts and chow mein palaces; of Benny Goodman, the King of Swing, at the Paramount Theater and "Oklahoma!" at the St. James; of neon, neon and more neon.