Category Archives: East Village

$180 In 1978

August 8, 2021 – 1:54 am

In 1978 I moved into a one-bedroom apartment on east 10th Street. The rent was $180. The bathtub was in the kitchen. By the time I left it was $450. The realty company paid me $10,000 to leave. The fucking lawyer took a third. The realty company now charges $2000/month for an apartment with no […]

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CRACK ISLAND by Peter Nolan Smith

August 8, 2021 – 1:45 am

Crack cocaine swept across the Lower East Side in the summer of 1986. East 11th Street between Avenue B and C on the Lower East Side of New York was the destination of choice for its adherents and hundreds of crack zombies lined the sidewalk before the tenement building on the corner of Avenue B […]

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AUGUST 6, 1978 JOURNAL ENTRY – EAST VILLAGE

August 6, 2021 – 8:49 pm

4 am in Times Square. Bums, crazies, and the poor camp on the sidewalk. I step over them, as if they were the dead. One wino rises his head and burbles from a flaky rotting mouth, “Gimme some change.” I drop some quarters in his hand. Enough for two cruellers at Disco Donut on East […]

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AUGUST 4, 1978 JOURNAL ENTRY – EAST VILLAGE

August 4, 2021 – 9:14 am

The Red Sox break out of their slump, taking two games from the Yankees. Jim Rice looks slow, but they are playing in 95F weather. The weather is no better in the East Village. The agust air is exhausted by summer. I’ve only been to the beach once in comparison to my beach bum days […]

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Journal Entry August 3, 1978 – East Village

August 3, 2021 – 3:31 pm

Last night I dreamed of a submerged Soviet nuclear missile sub silently gliding towards Norway and NATO has any defense against such a threat. I woke in a sweat on the futon of our new apartment. It was day. Alice lies within arm’s reach. She murmurs with an educated hillbilly accent and spreads her legs. […]

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