Washington Irving High School (New York City)

Washington Irving High School (New York City)

Coordinates: 40°44′07″N 73°59′15″W / 40.7353°N 73.98741°W / 40.7353; -73.98741

The Washington Irving Campus, formerly Washington Irving High School, is located at 40 Irving Place between East 16th and 17th Streets in the Gramercy Park neighborhood of Manhattan, New York City, near Union Square. It is a New York City public school facility run by the city's Department of Education.

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