Grant City (Staten Island Railway Station)

Grant City (Staten Island Railway Station)

Grant City is a Staten Island Railway station in the neighborhood of Grant City, Staten Island, New York. It is located on an open cut at Lincoln Avenue and Railroad Avenue on the main line. It has two side platforms and aqua green walls. There are two exits; the main exit at the south end leads to Lincoln Avenue and has brick a stationhouse on street level. There are no benches inside the stationhouse. The secondary exit at the middle of this station leads to Fremont Avenue on both sides and utilizes an overpass to connect both platforms.

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