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Portrait of The Bagel as a Young Man

by Thomas Beller 03/29/2004
Neighborhood: Upper West Side

I got the job. It didn't have a title, but I knew right away that it was special.


by 03/25/2004
Neighborhood: SoHo

People say their histories are written on the body...

On The Aesthetics of Urban Walking and Writing

by 03/24/2004
Neighborhood: All Over, Multiple

For all but the disabled, walking is a basic human activity, just below eating and sleeping. rarely does a novel or poetry volume lack some walk.

Firemen and Kosher Salt

by 03/17/2004
Neighborhood: Boro Park, Brooklyn

An army of fire fighters, tons of equipment...and they vanquished the enemy with kosher salt.

Notes from the Audobon Society, Part 2

by 03/17/2004
Neighborhood: Brooklyn, Kensington

The wind blew the first raindrops of the cold front against my back. Iris was late. I couldn’t believe I was standing out there under the street lamp in Kensington, Brooklyn waiting for her. But I was curious. I wanted to see what she had. I had never met her and I didn’t know what […]

For the Birds

by 03/12/2004
Neighborhood: Murray Hill

This week’s meeting of the New York Companion Bird Club of Manhattan was held at the Jackson Hole Restaurant.

A Dance With Spalding Gray

by 03/10/2004
Neighborhood: East Village

I wish I'd asked him clever questions instead of just jumping up and down to George Michael.

The Passion of the Anti-Christ

by 03/09/2004
Neighborhood: Uncategorized

In all my years of movie-going I had never had the chance to witness a Jew, behave so brazenly on screen.

Bucket Boy

by 03/09/2004
Neighborhood: Bronx

1201 University Ave in the Bronx is no place to live.

The Lost Art of Haggling

by 03/08/2004
Neighborhood: Lower East Side

today’s newly opened boutiques rarely understand, or have any patience for, this lost art of haggling.

A Conversation with Richard Ashcroft

by Thomas Beller 03/08/2004
Neighborhood: All Over

I think it’s quite horrifying the amount of people who have burnt out and lost their mind, the acid causalities.

Knickerbocker Village

by 03/01/2004
Neighborhood: Manhattan

A thousand families struggled on, while many sank and polluted the others.