The city’s move to activate the abandoned trolley terminal under Delancey got off to a rocky start last month. The space has long been discussed as the ideal location for the Lowline‘s subterranean park and some felt the city was moving full steam ahead, without involving the community enough (an ongoing issue for the project).
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That is not a Mucinex hallucination: I just used the words “quick and painless” about government bureaucracy. Thanks, Obama! Or: thanks, Rosie Mendez. The council member is part of a group of local officials that helped install a temporary ID NYC enrollment center in the East Village.
After finding out about the pop-up at 25 Avenue D and going online earlier this afternoon to discover there was an appointment available in just 10 minutes, I booked it and headed over there. I was in and out in about 15 minutes — no line, no wait, no nothing. All I had to do was fill out a one-page form, present the pertinent documents (in my case, a passport and a utility bill), and pose for a photo. Despite horror stories in the wake of the program’s launch about a year ago, it took me less time than it does to score a pint of Haagen Dazs at my corner bodega when there’s a drunk girl in front of me scouring her Marc Jacobs bag for nickels.
Williamsburg seems to get some shiny new thing pretty much every day, whether it’s a Whole Foods, yet another glass condo, solar-powered trash compactors, or Pat Kiernan. The latest gleaming affront to these once gritty streets: two monoliths that have risen outside of the Bedford stop. We’re not sure when exactly they materialized, but no doubt Lygeti’s “Requiem for Soprano” was playing as European tourists beat their chests and bellowed, “Brooklyn Bowl!”
When a bathroom mirror went missing from Lovely Day on December 5, the owner of the beloved downtown Thai food diner, Kazusa Jibiki, was heartbroken. “It’s a really sad day for us,” she posted on Instagram. The staff was angry. The regulars were incensed. Clearly, this wasn’t just any old piece of glass. “Two friends of mine were like guardians, they really wanted it back to Lovely Day so they were on the case,” explained Jibiki, who moved to New York City from Japan more than 20 years ago.
When Joshua Alvarado drops his son off at Public School 16 in the mornings, he often notices busy construction activity at the brick row houses on Wilson Street, across from the school. But he’s never expecting what happened this morning. At 9:15 a.m. firefighters rushed to the scene of a construction disaster at 146 Wilson Street on Williamsburg’s south side. After an illegal excavation project went wrong, the basement-level collapsed, injuring three construction workers.
Police were called to check out a piece of “suspicious luggage” in front of 39 Eldridge Street in Chinatown at around 1:45 pm this afternoon. A resident who lives across the street from the building, which houses the Preschool of America, sent B+B this video of the incident which captures a member of the bomb squad carefully dismantling a suitcase.
Donald Trump’s presidential campaign has been protested with street art, gallery shows, and even a piñata pummeling, but yesterday brought an unprecedented scene as an eclectic crowd of New Yorkers gathered outside the Republican candidate’s own Trump Tower, wielding signs calling to “END RACISM” and “WELCOME REFUGEES.”
A man was stabbed in the back early Saturday morning on a quiet East Village block.
The 49-year-old victim was standing in front of 311 East 9th Street, between First and Second Avenues, when two men approached him and stabbed him several times, the police say. He was taken to Bellevue Hospital, treated and released.
The NYPD has circulated the above video of the suspects, which shows them standing in front of Skyline Spa, a massage parlor next-door to the address in question, and seemingly heading in. According to its posted operating hours, Skyline would’ve been open at 4:40 a.m., when the incident occurred. There was no answer when we tried to reach the parlor this morning.
Hundreds of people, including Mayor Bill de Blasio, poured into Washington Square Park this afternoon for a “New York is Paris” gathering intended to send “love and support to the people of France” following last night’s terror attacks. Watch our video to hear from the mayor and others who gathered around the arch, sometimes breaking into France’s national anthem. Tonight, the monument, modeled after the Arc de Triomphe in Paris, was lit in the colors of the French flag.
This week, hit these events and support a trio of documentaries about the changing faces of two communities.
Two Rockaway Docs: A Film Benefit for Sandy with Live Music
Nov. 1 at 7pm, Peter Jay Sharp Building, BAM Rose Cinemas, $25.
Long before fish tacos brought on the Rockaway rebirth, the seaside community was a destination for New Yorkers looking to escape the sweltering city. Back in the 1930s, some 7,000 bungalows housed the “bungaloonies” who flocked to the Irish Riviera for a weekend of pub crawling or a ride on the Thunderbolt at Playland. Now, as Rockaway real estate becomes the next “shore thing,” fewer than 450 of the charming shacks remain (one of them, it so happens, belongs to Patti Smith). Jennifer Callahan’s documentary, The Bungalows of Rockaway, tells us how, exactly, we lost so many of them, and — much like the recently released Welcome to Kutscher’s documentary did with the fabled Catskills resort — milks former inhabitants for summer nostalgia.
Gunfire stopped an MTA bus in its tracks as it was driving through Bushwick this afternoon, and sent a passenger to the hospital.
Everyone has a St. Marks story — my first was smoking free hash after getting ripped off on bunk X. “And since the middle of the twentieth century, kids from all over the country, and the world, who wanted to be writers or artists or do drugs have come to St. Marks Place to find one another and themselves.” So says St. Marks Is Dead: The Many Lives of America’s Coolest Street, the dizzyingly fascinating mostly-oral history by Ada Calhoun, which launches Monday, Nov. 2, at Cooper Union with free beer from Brooklyn Brewery and a punk cover band—the St. Marks Zeroes—featuring Ad-Rock.