One of my favorite things about my job is that I work in the Village, right off Sixth Avenue. Because people, if you don’t know this already, Sixth Avenue in the Village is an absolute delight.
When the weather is just so, or I need decompressing from my day at work, I walk to West 4th (the 8th St entrance) from my office. Those six blocks are the perfect cross-section of no-frills independent stores and restaurants (Pet Palace for Nano’s treats, Stevedan Stationers for my Le Pen addiction, Citarella for delicious fresh pasta), studded with just a smattering of cute eye-candy boutiques (oh Sabon how I love your ginger orange scents). And the jewel in the crown, the graceful presence of the Jefferson Market Courthouse Library, where I get all my NYPL books, where I always walk slowly down the stairs and savor the cool stone, the wide worn steps.
Without fail, a walk down Sixth Avenue is the balm on my workaday soul. Try it sometime.
little pocket of wonderful
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We should really get together and have lunch since we work, like, three blocks from each other or something.