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Shoot out

by Thomas Beller 01/02/2001
Neighborhood: Upper East Side

There were police all around the fruit man. He stood there next to his fruit. His stand is on the North East corner of 87th and Lexington, across from Starbucks, and whenever I pass by I buy an apple for fifty cents. Or sometimes bannanes. He is a gracious guy, am immigrant, his softness of […]

Coffee Hut Slut

by 01/02/2001
Neighborhood: Murray Hill

I have been flirting with the coffee man for about three weeks now. Every morning, as I am about to round the corner into the construction site I work near, I ask him for a large coffee, skim no sugar three Equals. The first time I went to him, he asked me how many sugars […]

Calese Becker: The Poetics Of Smell

by Thomas Beller 01/02/2001
Neighborhood: Murray Hill

These days, it is she who gets on her tip toes when we greet each other or say good-bye. But she still wears that same perfume for special evenings, and when I smell it I’m transported, without even being aware of it, not so much to a particular time, but to a feeling, that wondrous, […]

Muzzling Molly

by 01/01/2001
Neighborhood: Upper West Side

Not until we took custody of Molly, seven years old more or less, more or less cocker spaniel, did I become aware how bountiful were the sidewalks of New York, at least along the several Upper West Side blocks Molly now calls home. It’s no surprise that New Yorkers litter the streets with their candy […]

The Day Dustin Hoffman’s House Blew Up

by 01/01/2001
Neighborhood: West Village

It was a quiet block. Then one cold March day in 1971 a house blew up. It was a bomb. When it came to light that it had been the (accidental) work of the Weathermen Undergound, it changed the face of radical politics on a national scale. More locally, the explosion set off a wave […]

The Last Days of Shakespeare & Co.

by Thomas Beller 01/01/2001
Neighborhood: Upper West Side

This essay appears in “How To Be a Man: Scenes From A Protracted Boyhood.” For more information about the book, click here. Illustrations by Elisha Cooper Books were stacked in piles around my new apartment, looming like weird stalagmites in a cave. They were encroaching from all directions. A bookcase was badly in need, and […]