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The Washington Square Park Piano Man

We love the free piano installations throughout New York City, and while we wish that we knew how to play the piano, we’re always grateful that so many others know what they’re doing with them.


The only thing that would rock this piano more would be if Billy Joel or Elton John made an impromptu appearance — and if you guys are reading this, and actually decide to play there, please do email me first.

How Much Pee Does It Take To Destroy A Steel Fence?

The other day while waiting for a D train to Brooklyn on West 4th Street we found ourselves perplexed by this visual.

This is the locked gates to the abandoned staircase at the north end of the platform that once went from the lower level to the mezzanine and has long since been covered/roofed over at the top of the stairs.

The stairs remain and so do the gates.  In theory, one could unlock the gate and walk up to nothing but a ceiling.

Since this abandoned staircase is at the far end of the platform it is out of the public eye for the most and is likely a prime location for drunk folks to relieve themselves out of view while waiting for the late night trains.  (Not that we’re encouraging such things.)

Yet this visual makes us wonder, how many people must have relieved themselves on the right side of that gate in order for it to have disintegrated completely at the bottom like that?

Crazy!

Esperanto Cafe Closes With Irony

We were shocked to learn that the popular Manhattan coffee shop, Esperanto Cafe, on MacDougal Street has closed down due to an apparent fued between cafe owners and the building landlord.

We’ve enjoyed a time or two at this spot.  That said, with it being closed it has left MacDougal Street full of irony…

Hopefully that touch of irony is enough to sooth to soul of the various writers who would go to Esperanto way in the middle of the night to do their thing in a friendly environment.  Other than that we imagine that Alanis Morissette is giddy at the ironic value here.


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