There’s a girl crouched down in front of a large chain drug store, cell phone pressed to her ear with one hand, a cigarette in the other. Her nose ring catches the sunlight for just a moment and her mouth speaks silent, urgent words that I cannot hear until I am walking right by her…
Tag: New York City
Standing and Waiting: How New Yorkers Pass the Time.
New Yorkers will stand in line for anything. Last summer I stood in line at 7:30 am on a Saturday morning to try to get the infamous “Cronut” by Dominque Ansel in Soho. My girlfriend and I waited there for about an hour or so and moved maybe a few feet or so before a…
NYC: Medicine Cabinets & Condiments, Where have you gone?
Since moving to New York City, my husband and I have moved five times. In less than two years. There was the initial staying with a friend’s mom in her basement for a couple months, corporate housing for a week on the Upper West Side, the hellish month-long ordeal smack dab in Times Square, the…
We’re not in Kansas (or Queens) Anymore.
Outside my window stands a four-story brick building. Its presence is unforgiving; tagged with graffiti, the indistinguishable scribbles of black spray paint spread across the framework. Large glass panes outline the loft spaces inside and smokers can be seen standing at them, conversing and flicking ashes that float down to the street. The…
Rails, Lines and Urban Living-Subway Edition (Vol. One)
More change has happened since my last post. I am newly engaged. That man in my last story, that carried me to the train? He’s going to be my husband. It’s pretty damn exciting and life has been really, really good. I’m slowly adjusting to New York City. I spent the first couple of months…
Big Apple, Big Blisters.
Take the Metro North to Grand Central Station. From there take the 4-5-6 subway to 14th ST-Union Square. Walk up the stairs facing the backs of hundreds, and feel the swarm of New York City punch you in the gut. The air is thick with the aroma of hot dogs, gyros, pretzels, and anxiety. Oh,…
An Honest Swallow 