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There Will Be Blood

by 04/23/2014
Neighborhood: Featured, Yorkville

Like 33 Google +1 0 Retweet 15 At 16, my dream job was working behind the deli counter at Daitch Shopwell. As a stock boy this would be a coup. Watching Milton or Marty cut thin slices of rare roast beef and Jarlsberg Swiss, I cried with pain. Pain that some son of a bitch […]

Washington Square Park

by 01/26/2014
Neighborhood: Featured, Greenwich Village

Like 249 Google +1 0 Retweet 7 I have a friend. For the purposes of this story, let’s call him Monte. When I was a kid there were lots of guys in the neighborhood named Monte. Now I don’t know anyone with that name. From the time he was 13, just after his bar mitzvah […]

Man Kicks Car

by 09/26/2013
Neighborhood: Morningside Heights

Like 26 Google +1 0 Retweet 0 Learning to walk the streets of Manhattan means learning how to jaywalk. When we first moved here, several years ago, from California, I was amazed at others and then at myself for jaywalking even while under the gaze of police officers. Crossing the streets in New York means […]

Katya

by 08/09/2013
Neighborhood: East Village, Featured

Like 109 Google +1 0 Retweet 0 Yellow police tape stretched across the doorframe of Apartment 5. I had walked past this door every day for the last two years, past its tortured wood, pockmarked like the cigarette-burned arms of its inhabitant. The door was so battered, a neighbor told me, from all the times […]

Below 14th

by 05/30/2013
Neighborhood: East Village, Lower East Side

Like 82 Google +1 0 Retweet 4 In the summer of 1984, I sublet an apartment on East 3rd Street between Avenue A and B, about one hundred yards from the building in which I had spent the first 18 years of my life. I’d been away for six years—the first four at a small […]

Playing Hide and Seek in the Bronx

by 04/25/2013
Neighborhood: Bronx

Like 7 Google +1 0 Retweet 3 Decades ago, when my brother was about ten and I around fourteen, he began to spend an extraordinary amount of time in his room. We lived in an apartment in a sketchy neighborhood in the Bronx. There were muggings, petty and not so petty thefts, and a few […]

Dope

by 04/25/2013
Neighborhood: Featured, Williamsburg

Like 4 Google +1 0 Retweet 1 *This story is written from the perspective of the author's former roommate. The names have been changed but all events happened as stated. Andy is being a serious cocksucker and holding onto my money. He won't give me any. He says it's for my own good and that […]

That’s My Daughter In The Water

by 03/27/2013
Neighborhood: Featured, Upper East Side

Like 9 Google +1 0 Retweet 1 Getting your two year old daughter into a bathing suit in a men’s changing room can be a bit like stuffing an eel into a pillowcase. For some reason I thought the smart move would be to undress myself first, get my trunks on, my flip-flops, grab my […]

The Dirty Side Of A Car Wash

by 03/15/2013
Neighborhood: Bronx

Like 0 Google +1 0 Retweet 1 I believe my father owned one of the first automatic car washes in New York City, located on Bruckner Boulevard in the Bronx. It was around 1950 and I can still recall a TV blip of him driving into the car wash and the newscaster, John Cameron Swayze, […]

Starry Night

by 12/04/2012
Neighborhood: Downtown Brooklyn

Like 45 Google +1 0 Retweet 3 “If stars are lit...” - V. V. Mayakovsky Had the receptionist been Dante Alighieri, he might have strung a banner along the wall of the windowless waiting room advising visitors to “Abandon all hope, ye who enter here.” But the person who pointed me in the direction of […]

The Threat

by 12/04/2012
Neighborhood: Featured, Flatlands

Like 6 Google +1 0 Retweet 3 The wailing woke me at 3:00 AM. I tried to ignore it. I had to get up for work in a few hours. A bus and two subways, my commute to Manhattan was substantial. At first, I thought it must be a dog crying in the cold winter’s […]

Passing Paper

by 09/09/2012
Neighborhood: West Village

Like 3 Google +1 0 Retweet 0 Back in the late 80s, my friend worked as a narcotic detective for the NYPD. The 27 year-old Brooklyn native belonged to an elite squad, trained to raid crack houses and dealers' apartments in the Red Hook Houses, Brooklyn’s biggest housing project. His job was simple, but dangerous. […]