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The Man’s Wallet
by Karen Miller 03/10/2006Neighborhood: Upper West Side
On a summer evening in 2001, after work and after grilled cheese in the Greek diner on Amsterdam, Jeremy and I are walking through Verdi square, past the 72nd Street station on the 1 and 9, the most treacherously narrow subway platform in all of Manhattan, forever poised on the precipice of disaster. The streets [...]
Twilight in the Toy Shop
by Christine Nieland 02/22/2006Neighborhood: West Village
I’d dashed in about a half-hour before closing time. This little toy store in the Village, whose shelves cheerfully overflow with cute wooden toys in primary colors, funny stuffed monkeys and bright plastic puzzles. A friendly, crowded little place devoid of Gameboys and electronic pinging, the kind of place where you can reassure yourself you’re [...]
Doing Squats with Bruce Cutler
by Mickey Z. 02/09/2006Neighborhood: Midtown
I was recently musing about my time as a trainer at Manhattan’s most prestigious 1980′s gym: The Vertical Club. The place was loaded with the beautiful people and the celebrities they yearned to be. A regular in the weight room was one Bruce Cutler, the late John Gotti’s lawyer. The barrel chested Cutler was a [...]
A Boy & His Dog-Poop
by Daniel Nester 12/01/2005Neighborhood: Brooklyn, Williamsburg
It’s January 2, 1997. I head out to the corner bodega to buy coffee and a New York Times. I wear a robe and slippers. I am still hung over from New Year’s Eve. It is the time of year when the frozen ground in Williamsburg forms an admixture of leftover snow and dog turd [...]
The Crayola of Misfortune
by Maya Cadwell 07/30/2005Neighborhood: Uncategorized
“Hey, can you spare some coin?” The guy sounded pleasant enough as he approached our car. Todd was tucking his spare keys into the ashtray and I was applying Mac lipstick (ooh baby) to the sounds of John Briggs (a local jazzy techno artist). We climbed out of Todd’s shiny 1998 Pathfinder, we were summer-drunk [...]
Inhaling the Distractions on the Yellow Interstate
by Sophia Israetel 07/15/2005Neighborhood: Uncategorized
Cops. The left lane is for passing only, did you know that? I must have forgotten since driver’s ed class, like I’ve forgotten to take speed limits seriously. Even when you literally can’t afford not to, even in daylight. Which I can’t and which it is. But I’m going ninety in the left lane and [...]
