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Epiphany at the Metropolitan Museum
by Ann Levin 05/29/2022Neighborhood: Upper East Side
At the start of the third year of the pandemic, I stood in front of a small flat screen in a corner of a darkened gallery at the Metropolitan Museum with the strangest feeling: I was happy. I had relaxed completely, every part of me—muscles, sinews, organs, bones, if that’s possible. And even stranger, I […]
Subway Stories
by Paul Sheridan 05/22/2022Neighborhood: Downtown Brooklyn, Lower East Side, Prospect Heights
Cars and Crimes and Trains My wife (we weren’t yet married at the time) had a fairly new ’81 Toyota Starlet stolen in Brooklyn. We took a city bus to the police precinct to report it stolen (no over the phone reports back in those days). Halfway there, we insisted that the driver stop the […]
Selected Observations on Urban Fauna
by Peter Wortsman 05/15/2022Neighborhood: Greenwich Village, Manhattan
Insects The following is a contemporary take on the medieval bestiary, featuring descriptions and characterizations of the actual and apocryphal creatures that share our constricted urban space. This second installment is devoted to insects. Stomped, smoked out, asphyxiated, and trampled underfoot, they elicit a degree of fear and disgust disproportionate to their size. Quietly going […]
Mickey Mouse in Manhattan
by Mike Feder 05/08/2022Neighborhood: Manhattan
Around two years ago, I’m walking down Broadway and once again I encounter Mickey Mouse. (Not the actual Mickey—he’s either passed on to the rodent afterlife or is living in a fancy retirement resort on a golf course in Nevada). This version of Mickey I’m talking about (which disappeared during Covid) was a very large […]
The Many Mysteries of Love
by D.F. Shapinsky 05/01/2022Neighborhood: Lower East Side
A little boy sits on the wood floor. In a small room with a rocking horse in the corner. A stuffed teddy bear is on his pillow. There is a small soft blanket, the one he holds at night, in a chair. The smell of the room is comforting. Twenty years later, standing in the […]