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Elvis wasn’t expecting to spend the start of Twenty Ten with Marty Markowitz at Grand Army Plaza, but there he was, a Dixie cup of champagne in hand and a smile on his face. While Marty barked in the new year, Elvis’s toothy grin was lit up by the  fireworks popping above the great lawn. They were not high, big, nor long, but the pyrotechnics, viewed through the freezing rain and bare trees of Prospect Park’s northern entry, were a lovely way to begin the new decade with Emma Lee and her beau. New Year’s toasts were followed by  a less-lovely, more frostbitten dip into the Atlantic with Emma, Beau, and the Coney Island’s Polar Bears. The longstanding tradition felt more like a dirty baptismal than anything else, but Elvis spiritedly darted across the frozen sand and plunged in with the rest of the pasty revelers. This year, he’ll need all the good-luck dunks he can get.