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... and a shot from this past spring...
I recognize a few things, I think... You?
1900 photo by Robert L. Bracklow
From the Collections of the Museum of the City of New York
"I hope this is a false rumor," wrote commenter Stedman on local blog EV Grieve. "We don't need another Starbucks in the neighborhood."
Another commenter on the site, Glamma, simply stated: "GASP. NO. OH. MY. GOD...."
But a company spokesperson was quick to dismiss the scuttlebutt, saying that Starbucks has no planned store openings on either First Avenue or Avenue A.
To the guy jerking off in his apt.. - w4m - 23 (East Village)
Date: 2010-12-16, 3:14AM EST
You should have invited me inside! Lol.. From what I could see you were nicely hung and I could have had some fun with that ;). I'll be looking in your window next time I walk by for sure!!
Back then, there were no gastropubs, trattorias or herds of tiara-wearing bachelorettes on the Lower East Side. This was where stolen cars were dumped, stripped, inhabited and torched to charred exoskeletons. But it was also where an abandoned gas station could become an art studio and an urban farmer might grow strawberries in horse manure carted down from Central Park.
On Max Fish’s first night, a benefit was held for a squatter building on Avenue C and two kittens were born in a bathroom.
Even the regulars at Mars Bar were surprised that their beloved hangout — a graffiti-encased dive of an East Village bar that had survived the recent arrivals of a Whole Foods market, luxury condo buildings and trendy restaurants from the likes of Keith McNally and Daniel Boulud — had managed to hang on.
"It's the last place left and now they're taking it away," said Joel Magee, who managed a rotating schedule of artists hired to paint the scrappy bar's murals. "It was inevitable, really. We're all thinking about where we're gonna go, what we're going to do. There is talk about it coming back, but nobody really thinks it can."
This club is in the basement of my building, in which 25 families live, including young children and inform elderly. This club has been an absolute nightmare for we who "live upstairs." .... They seem to deliberatly not care that we cannot sleep at night, especially on the weekends, until after 4 a.m. because of the loud bass beat that literally throbs through the building and shakes the walls. I implore all to please DON'T PATRONIZE THIS CLUB! It is just a money-grubbing operation that doesn't care who it inconveniences as it just strives to rake in the cash. ... The new Obama era is here and it's time to stop being so self-centered, ya'll -- get with the program, grow up, and contribute to the quality of life in our community instead of destroying it in your own self-indulgence. AND LET US SLEEP!
Inundated by complaints about noise from raucous bargoers and taxi horn honking, police blitzed Avenue B with a full-scale “shock-and-awe” operation last Friday night.
Blanketing the avenue with 25 to 30 officers on foot, in patrol cars and vans — as well as on horseback to provide visual presence — police targeted quality-of-life and moving-vehicle violations from 8:30 p.m. to 4:30 a.m., issuing a total of 99 summonses, making two arrests and towing seven cars.
Mr. Smith, who is white, said that patrons were not being turned away because of the color of their skin but because the bar has a policy against admitting patrons who do not adhere to its unwritten dress code.
“It just so happens that more people of a certain minority wear these things than others,” Mr. Smith said. “But I don’t want white trash either, or Jersey Shore boys.”