Street Smarts

By David Gibson

I'm sitting in the window of a restaurant in Chelsea looking out at the streetscape, reminiscing about a great little restaurant that used to sit across the street. Called Eighteenth and Eighth, it was a cozy place in a handsome early nineteenth-century brick row house. That building was a fragment of old New York. Alas it and its two neighbors have been replaced by an ugly bank that adds nothing to the neighborhood and looks like any bank anywhere.

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