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Gay man shot dead in Village after gunman shouted homophobic slurs: authorities

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tylercoates:

A gay man was gunned down in Greenwich Village early today by an armed bigot who hurled homophobic slurs at him — and claimed to be the Newtown, Conn. killer before the murder, police said today.

The 32-year-old Brooklyn victim, whose name has not been released, was walking with a pal on Sixth Avenue near West Eighth Street about midnight when they were approached by three Hispanic males, Police Commissioner Ray Kelly said.

One man snarled homophobic slurs at the men and asked them if they were “gay wrestlers,” Kelly said.

The men continued moving and made a right onto West Eighth Street.

One of the Hispanic men left and the other two continued to follow the victim and another man.

Both the victim and another man with him were wearing tank tops, cutoff shorts and boots.

“Do you want to die here?” the shooter asked the victim.

He pulled out a .38-caliber revolver and shot him once in the cheek.

“It was a quickie. He shot him and he went straight to the ground,” said a bouncer at a nearby club. “Half his body was lying on the sidewalk and half was on the street.”

The man died shortly after at Beth Israel Hospital.

I am incredibly saddened by this story. This is the fourth hate crime committed against a gay man this month, the second just steps from Stonewall. There will be a candlelight vigil tonight in front of the Gray’s Papaya on 6th Ave and 8th St where the shooting took place. Please come if you can; reblog this even if you can’t make it. We should refuse to live in a place where we can’t walk down the street without being afraid of this happening to us. It’s disgusting and unbelievable. 

JFC this is absolutely horrid. 

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sashacharninmorrison: Gloria Swanson in the ruins of the Roxy Theater, 50th St. & 7th Avenue, 1960. Swanson opened the theater in 1927. This LIFE photograph inspired Stephen Sondheim’s FOLLIES, which played at the Palace Theater, directly across the street from the site of the old Roxy. #squaready

sashacharninmorrison:

Gloria Swanson in the ruins of the Roxy Theater, 50th St. & 7th Avenue, 1960. Swanson opened the theater in 1927. This LIFE photograph inspired Stephen Sondheim’s FOLLIES, which played at the Palace Theater, directly across the street from the site of the old Roxy.
#squaready

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10,000 shout-outs to North Dumpling on Essex for giving me a big container of noodles with bean sauce, beef, and bok choy for which I only had to part with $3.50. 

I had only tried their steamed dumplings and the sesame pancakes, but I’m going to now have a four way relationship with those two and now, the noodles. We’ll be the best, most carb-tastic family ever. Also, until I find more good tacos, this is probably going to to turn into a noodle appreciation blog. 

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Williamsburg Waterfront Madness, Now Reminiscent of Legos

I’m happy about the open space, the potential for adaptive reuse, and more community amenities. Still, I can’t quite get over the rectangular buildings with cut-outs in the middle. I mean, it certainly means a better view, and it’s a hell of a lot nicer than the original plan, it’s just, it resembles both a toy and a cheese grater. Or maybe I’m too attached to the original factory building. 

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Development Rage

Is NYCHA actively trying to exacerbate inequality? After the Cherry Street Pathmark closure, and the ongoing miseries of Hurricane Sandy, not to mention deteriorating infrastructure, residents must contend with this. An 80/20 development of which 80% will likely be luxury apartments next to five housing projects is apparently what mixed-income development has turned into. Sure NYCHA has an annual $60 million budget gap, but did they not consider any additional ways of closing it? 

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T.S. Eliot would have you believe that April earns the title, but I believe it’s February that is the cruelest month. Sure, it’s short, but so are the days and our tempers. Also, my birthday is in April, and not even T.S. is going to ruin that for me. Here’s a playlist to take the edge off. Nothing very new, but right balance of energizing and comforting, two attributes we all could use more of now.

(Source: Spotify)

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I Didn’t Sell Out, I Bought In

Last night I went to a cocktail tasting hosted by Jameson, featuring two drinks, one of which was a Manhattan made with the Irish whiskey. I know. I was surprised at how smooth it was, and am afraid of the possibility of cheating on bourbon, but also if I would receive bartender side-eye for asking for one. And while I would like to think I’m confident in my taste, let’s be real, I do in fact think most bartenders are better than me. 

I’m also afraid that in the process of drinking both cocktails, I’ve now accidentally signed my tens of dollars/potential firstborn away to the charming pr ladies. Get broke writer buzzed, encourage them to ask for your product, get $$$$. And I bought in. So hard. 

Also, the tasting was held at Ba’sik on Graham Avenue which was wood paneled, warm, and filament-bulbed and appears to have $5 brunch drinks sometimes, which is comparatively gentle NYC-wise, and will merit a future post of its own.