You can do what you like, sir, but I’ll tell you this. New York is the true capital of America. Every New Yorker knows it, and by God, we always shall
We see lots of unknown faces staring at us from magazines and bright big boards on a daily basis nowadays. They want us to use their new product or put on a dress they sell. Catchy slogans on the facades, store windows and trains became a regular thing in our lives.
Manhattan, for millions of our forefathers, the gateway to hope. Opportunity and happiness beyond their wildest dreams.
Today, that hope is still alive. It’s called The First Date.
On Saturday nights, every restaurant in Lower Manhattan resembles its own little Ellis Island.
Hordes of single women crowded into a hot, cramped space… Hoping to make it to their final destination: the state of matrimony. Or at least to get a hot meal in transit (c) Sex and the City
On Christmas Eve in 1984 Bernhard Goetz leave Subway his apartment in Greenwich Village in Manhattan and went to the IRT station in a corner of 14 street and 7 Avenue. It was a thin blond hair man in glasses worn in simple jacket and jeans. Coming down to a station, he got into a subway car going downtown. There were approximately twenty people sitting on one side, staying away from four young hooligans. Bernhard denied this fact and sat down near black boys.
«Mister, can I have five dollars?» — asked two of teenagers. Goetz responded: «You can all have it!»
Third boy – Ramseur made it clear that he had a gun in his pocket.
«His eyes were shining, he was fun and smiling. This fact made me anger and shocked… So I put out my five-shot Smith` n` Wesson and fired them…» — Goetz will say later in a court.
May 10th. Thank God for the rain which has helped wash away the garbage and trash off the sidewalks. I’m workin’ long hours now, six in the afternoon to six in the morning. Sometimes even eight in the morning, six days a week. Sometimes seven days a week. It’s a long hustle but it keeps me real busy. I can take in three, three fifty a week. Sometimes even more when I do it off the meter. All the animals come out at night — whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick, venal. Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets. I go all over. I take people to the Bronx, Brooklyn, I take ’em to Harlem. I don’t care. Don’t make no difference to me. It does to some. Some won’t even take spooks. Don’t make no difference to me.
(с) «Taxi Driver» — 1976
imes Square – the center of the world, the most popular street in New York, which enjoys having thousands of visitors all over the planet every day. Bright advertising boards, a large crowd of fussy tourists and yellow cab cars — that’s the Times Square we know in XXI century.
But in 1980`s this place was famous for its pornographic theaters, sex clubs, gay theaters, live nude shows and walking through of it could be accompanied by an attack or a robbery. Today we want to recall the story of those seedy days and popular pornographic culture which ruled on the main street of the dangerous New York.