Park Avenue to Crack Alley
I have been fortunate enough to work and live in Manhattan. I loved every minute of living there. I once called the police at 2am because there was a fist fight literally in the middle of First Avenue. The desk sergeant asked me, “is anyone down?” I said no. He asked me, “Is anyone bleeding?” I said “from the height of my apartment window, I do not believe so.” He then asked me, “then why the hell are you calling…