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Letter From Bedford-Stuyvesant

by 04/29/2005
Neighborhood: Bedford-Stuyvesant, Brooklyn

A few people had gathered on their stoops. I searched their faces to determine the degree of gravity of what had taken place.

You Must Really Want It

by 04/28/2005
Neighborhood: Lower East Side

I thought about Nicole Du Fresne and her star quality blonde hair and blue eyes and perfect teeth and I wondered...

The View From My Mother’s Hospital Room

by Bonnie Ellman 04/25/2005
Neighborhood: Upper East Side

When my mother was diagnosed with cancer in May of 1996, she was sent for treatment at the Hospital for Special Surgery. This gave my father and I a reason to trek to NYC almost every night to pay her a visit. I was thirteen and considerably naive at the time. Yet, now almost ten […]

Doin’ the Pigeon

by 04/25/2005
Neighborhood: Upper West Side

Next time you’re in Theodore Roosevelt Park, be sure to look out for Perihelios.

Sharon and the Falafel

by 04/24/2005
Neighborhood: Greenwich Village

The rain smelled like spring. It was different than winter rain. We got caught in it, my friend Sharon and I. She asked the guy at the counter to taste a falafel to see if it was good enough. She had just been to Israel and knew her falafel from her ass, she told me. […]

Big Apple for the Teacher

by 04/24/2005
Neighborhood: Multiple, Outer Boroughs

So you’re teaching again...

The Northern Dispensary

by 04/20/2005
Neighborhood: West Village

A New View of A Historic Building.

Tulips in the Dark

by Thomas Beller 04/20/2005
Neighborhood: West Village

I saw Ed in the shadows on Perry street.

Blue Disco

by 04/16/2005
Neighborhood: Outer Boroughs, Queens

The album had one song on each side.

Pizza: An Owner’s Manual

by 04/16/2005
Neighborhood: Lower East Side

Folded, Not Flat

Waiting On My Agent

by 04/16/2005
Neighborhood: Midtown

I’m not the first nor will I be the last writer to wait tables.

MY SCHEDULE C FATHER

by 04/10/2005
Neighborhood: Upper West Side

I spared no detail in describing the accomplished family into which I was marrying.