250 West 10th Street
My windows are the second floor in the corner directly over the One Potato bar which was a refuge for the elderly leather set. My room would actually shake when they would play ‘Its Raining Men’ at 2 a.m. If you look you can see a crack edging its way across the bricks just under my window..I always worried we would collapse into the street-something that actually happens from time to time.