Bluejake

I had a job at 10 Crosby Street for a couple of years during the dotcom boom. Definitely one of the happiest times of my life- walking to work up Crosby Street every morning, sitting out on the roof of the building smoking cigarettes every night. We'd go to Dom's for sandwiches at lunch, or else up Baxter Street for some Vietnamese. A perfect time to be young and in love with Manhattan. [Related: Crosby Street, 1991. Unrelated: Marc and Red continue to amaze.]

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