I really like the East Village. It’s such a swell place. Everyone lives in cute little apartments like this one with decks made from Ikea slats. In the morning the village citizens get coffee from 9th St Espresso, then ride their bikes to their authentic day jobs. This could possibly be a generalisation based on Tom and Helen, my profoundly sweet and considerate hosts, but I’d like to think everyone here does the same.

Today I saw Terry Richardson on Prince St in SoHo holding a bouquet of flowers. Then I was almost stopped by a hippie standing on Broadway rallying support to save the pandas. I told him, “Sorry man, I don’t have much time.” To which he replied, “Neither do the pandas!”

06/12/09 -- East Village > New York -- 0 Comments