Twilight of the Guardian Angels

Guardian Angels

It’s Friday night in the West Village, the second night of Fashion Week. I’m wearing a red beret and a white T-shirt with red lettering that spells out “Guardian Angels.” At least I match. Walking the Christopher Street patrol at ten o’clock, this is the first occasion in my life when model types have gawked at me

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I Am the Village Idiot

Photo: Carlos Detres

Photo: Carlos Detres

It all began when I innocently posed for a picture with the 22-year-old social media manager of Narratively—an admirable startup journalism website—at an event the site organized last spring…

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Sound of the Underground

1-aHGe4QYSzrcz_PXAwFwFqQUnderground Sound was a manifestation of Tuch’s own colorful and open-minded taste though. Beside hip-hop, he stocked plenty of titles from the second coming of the New York hardcore scene.

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On Being a Mets Fan

photo 1People expect Mets fans to be cynical, negative, and downtrodden. Black clouds follow us everywhere—the Jets fans of baseball. This is not simply due to losing, even if it comes in unfathomably copious amounts…

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Love the Huddle

76-year-old George "Lolin" Osario

Photo: Kyria Abrahams

Osario’s family moved to the Upper East Side from Puerto Rico when the ink on the World War II peace treaties was still wet. At nine years old, he did not hesitate to immerse himself in the king of the city’s street games—as long as his homework and chores were done. He and the other kids on his block would take to the streets in t-shirts and cut-off shirts to enjoy the “cheap game.” All they needed was a broomstick, a few Spaldeen balls—bought with money earned from recycling cans—and nine or so other guys from another block to prove themselves against.

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Meeting “Pretty Ricky”

Ricardo Torres, Jr.

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The game was over in a few minutes, and Ricky emerged from his team’s celebratory huddle. I told him why I was there that Sunday, and asked if he would mind chatting for a bit.

“Not at all,” he said. “But I can’t talk when my team is playing.”

I assured him the interview would take place at his convenience, and that was the least I could do, considering he was so nice to Marcus and I.

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The Inside Scoop

Mr. Softee Mike Stahl

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“My mother always told me that if you live in a glass house, don’t throw stones at your neighbors. And I live in a glass house,” he says, referring to his windowed truck. He calls the job “easy,” in spite of the long hours away from his daughters while they’re on summer vacation, the heat, the hurt in his legs, the lack of pension, and the requirement of fresh employment every winter. But Gus Elefantis isn’t going anywhere, to the delight of the many Astorians he comes into daily summer contact with. “Unless I hit the lotto,” he says, “which I don’t play, I’m not going to stop.”

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