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Me and My Cane
by Candy Schulman 07/01/2008Neighborhood: West Village
“What happened to your knee?” Not since my pregnancy have so many people elevated a distended part of my body to public discourse. My neoprene knee stabilizer invited countless questions and unsolicited advice from friends and strangers in Greenwich Village, where I live, on the #6 train, and in the physical therapist’s office in Union [...]
Dawn
by Heidi Rain 05/12/2008Neighborhood: Across the River, Queens
It’s March 22nd again, Dawn Alfano’s birthday. I can’t figure out why every year for the past half-century I remember that, but somehow it’s always stuck in my mind. It’s not that Dawn and I were close or anything in third grade, but somehow the little we shared must have made an impression on me. [...]
The Tombstone Read L.E.S.
by Royal Young 05/11/2008Neighborhood: Lower East Side
Recently, driving with my grandmother to meet family for dinner at a French restaurant on Lafayette, mouth watering in anticipation of filet mignon, I bemoaned the fate of the once urban wasteland, now over developed, over exposed Lower East Side we had both grown up in. As I ranted she nodded, indifferent to the hipsters [...]
We Kindly Ask That You Turn Off Your David Mamet
by Jean Paul Cativiela 05/03/2008Neighborhood: Upper East Side
At first one or two left, dignified and quiet, as if they had to get home to relieve the babysitter. Then coats started rustling, whispers became impolitely perceptible, and the audience grew ever more restless. The Kaufmann Auditorium in the 92nd Street Y was turning into an unhappy, however cultured, hubbub. But David Mamet droned [...]
Meet Your Match on Craigslist–by a Victorious Veteran
by Prof Barbara Foster 04/20/2008Neighborhood: Midtown
As the New Years Eve hullabaloo in Times Square exploded, I followed suit with a cataclysmic orgasm. That was the good news! Then things became Byzantine! Did complications arise because I met Desmond on Craigslist, where a dizzying succession of weirdoes and losers answered my ad? Since that New Years, I’ve evolved a strategy, plus [...]
Lower Torso Must be Covered in Food Area
by Kelly Kreth 04/20/2008Neighborhood: Midtown
I’ll admit it, I was uptight. I didn’t know what to expect and tend to have social anxiety in big groups, even when the folks that comprise them are fully clothed. I sat uncomfortably in the Beamer, cruising down 2nd. Still, I don’t consider myself a prude and the opportunity to go and view seemed [...]
Dirty Magazines
by Roberta Allen 04/20/2008Neighborhood: Upper West Side
When Doree Gottlieb, a girl in my second grade class at P.S. 87, invites me over to her house after school, I beg my mother to let me go. She finally says okay though my grandmother is still against it. Doree Gottlieb lives at 135 Central Park West. A big, impressive pre-war building between 74th [...]
When Motorcyclists Can’t Feel Solitary Anymore
by Melissa Holbrook Pierson 03/02/2008Neighborhood: On the Waterfront
One of the children’s favorite holidays is now past, the heart-warming annual Recycling of the Desk Calendars. This followed hard upon the Transfiguration of the Christmas Décor, when inexplicable magic occurs: wreaths and lights, trees and cheery blow-ups quivering on lawns in vast profusion are overnight divested of hope and suddenly take on a forlorn, [...]
Floating on Air at the St. George Hotel
by Rachel Cline 01/27/2008Neighborhood: Brooklyn, Brooklyn Heights
The visible landscape of Brooklyn Heights is much the same as it was in my childhood, which is a large part of why I moved back to the neighborhood after almost twenty years. Every so often, someone stops me on Clark Street to ask directions to the subway station. It always takes me a second [...]
A Subway Hope
by Ella Mei Yon Biggadike 01/13/2008Neighborhood: West Village
I am standing on the F train platform, my toes just over the yellow line. I lean toward the darkness of the train tunnel. In the distance I can see the faint, low-lit squares of train windows passing through the darkness. Then there is the hollow rumble of the F train approaching from in between [...]
Hotel Edison
by Roberta Allen 12/15/2007Neighborhood: Times Square
Since my father’s suicide in the Hotel Edison, I made sure never to pass that hotel. I would not even walk down West 47th Street. But suddenly there I was, smack in front of it, thirty-nine years later on a brutally cold night in 2002 with my boyfriend Craig, who innocently suggested we stop in [...]
Naughty and Not Nice on Craigslist
by Daphne 12/15/2007Neighborhood: Midtown
As always when I break up with a boyfriend, I go back to trusted Craigslist. There’s something comforting about shopping for sex on the internet. Safety behind the screen. This time, I was more daring. I wanted a dominant man. This much I knew for sure. I’ve had a lot of mediocre sex in my [...]
