A reminder about feeding pigeons in Tompkins Square Park (Tuesday)
Out and About with Angel “Petroleum” Luis Roman (Wednesday)
Grand opening date for Davey's Ice Cream (Thursday)
Plywood message outside Mary Help of Christians (Monday)
Glass truck accident on 10th and B (Thursday)
Amore Bakery will not be reopening on Avenue B (Thursday)
RIP Odessa Cafe and Bar (Monday)
Bike-rack removal on Astor Place (Thursday)
"Ross is not cool" (Wednesday)
Photo Tech leaving East 13th Street (Monday)
The windows work at the Jefferson (Tuesday)
Lyric Diner returning to Lyric Diner space (Monday)
Velvet Cigar Lounge on the move (Tuesday)
The wall that housed the Joe Strummer mural the past 10 years (Monday)
2 comments:
This blog used to be fun site for those who were grieving the loss of places and faces in a neighborhood they once knew. They were commenting spiritedly and humoring the hyper gentrification of the EV. It was a forum to grieve, to have a community, where and when the EV of then once had a community. Now those commenters are hardly here commenting, maybe they've moved out or most likely they've been pushed out by these anonymous and newbies who don't even know what was in the EV of 4 yrs. ago and have respect on the past. They think the neighborhood is all about bars, brunches, cupcakes, froyos, glass condos, developers and woooos. Maybe most of the commenters really are just trying to be nice and mean well. But I have noticed that a number of people who used to comment along with a lighthearted and thoughtful discussion no longer do so--it is because they don't want to continue engaging with the same crowds who have disprespected the neighborhood and are now commenting here disrespecting this site and other people's grief and that their needs and wants are more important issue to discuss.
It was great knowing and having read the posts and most of the comments here. But the haughtiness, disregard, and insolence of the newcomers here or in real life are just too much to take. Hope everyone had good summer. Soon the leaves will be turning and falling and so will I and stop reading this blog.
Oh, it's a long long while
From May to December
But the days grow short
When you reach September
When the autumn weather
Turns leaves to flame
One hasn't got time
For the waiting game
Oh, the days dwindle down
To a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days
I'll spend with you
These precious days
I'll spend with you
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