Pot Is Fun.
This WaPo article had me waxing a bit nostalgic about our days in the East Village. Putting aside the $2400 a month rent and the B&Ters who take over the place on the weekends, it is definitely one of the hippest, weirdest 'blue-est' places to live. It and the Lower East Side are the last bastions of relatively chainstore free living in Manhattan these days. Coincidentally, I just finished When I Was Cool: My Life at the Jack Kerouac School and I was feeling a little pang for the 24 hour bodegas, the burlesque show around the block, the corner of St. Marks and 2nd where there is no longer a Gap, and two of the more memorable loons from the neighborhood: the guy who walks around with feathered angel wings and a halo and that other guy who stalks about with nothing else but an adult diaper and a pacifier in his mouth. Sigh....
posted by Oy Vey at 11:57 AM
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