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Live long enough in New York and you’re bound to see an old bohemian bar or 1920s movie palace bite the dust.

The staggering rents mean property is always turning over -- and it also means the city’s iconic haunts go through some strange transformations.

For a while, she worked as a go-go dancer at a nightclub. And we were like, ‘You know what, you can have your dick hanging out, but could you fucking put some shoes on? I’m scared for your well-being.'” Kathy, a dark-haired jewelry designer and the wife of another Mars regular, an artist named Jiggers Turner, was wearing all black, drinking red wine and keeping an eye on her husband. She came out of her bedroom in this black bra and a garter belt. She gave it to me like I owned it, you know what I mean? “My sainted mother-may she rest in peace-she was so good to me,” he said. “As soon as my mother got to like her, I hated her,” he said. He joined a crew called the 40 Thieves and started making money by “cleaning up” bars (i.e., getting rid of undesirables). “I used to get fucked in the building, showered there.” Unfortunately, there was a regular who liked the song “Splish Splash (I Was Taking a Bath).” “He’d take a roll of quarters every day and he would play that on the jukebox,” he said. “There was one bully in the neighborhood, and Henry sort of straightened him out. He was always smart in school-Henry would pull up in his big red convertible with a beautiful blonde.

“I’m sitting here, this girl walks up to me, grabs my ass and gives me a bag of crack,” he said. People go there with their children, their wives-you only see the psychos at night. I had two girls yesterday, they looked like movie actresses. I don’t like to have any sex or anything to do with the customers-that gets you in trouble.

And she went to go change into a different bikini and smoke a bowl. “Trust me, I’m not a Mars regular, because they’re all drunks-but if somebody touch my husband, I’m gonna punch the shit out of them. We met for dinner at a Spanish restaurant on Bowery. Now I’m into Oriental ladies.” He said he’s had a steady girlfriend for 30 years who lets him stray from time to time. So we go buy pizza and a beer-it was like

“I’m sitting here, this girl walks up to me, grabs my ass and gives me a bag of crack,” he said. People go there with their children, their wives-you only see the psychos at night. I had two girls yesterday, they looked like movie actresses. I don’t like to have any sex or anything to do with the customers-that gets you in trouble.

And she went to go change into a different bikini and smoke a bowl. “Trust me, I’m not a Mars regular, because they’re all drunks-but if somebody touch my husband, I’m gonna punch the shit out of them. We met for dinner at a Spanish restaurant on Bowery. Now I’m into Oriental ladies.” He said he’s had a steady girlfriend for 30 years who lets him stray from time to time. So we go buy pizza and a beer-it was like $1.75 for a pizza and a beer. A month later, they paid the ruffians $3 each to return to the first bar so the 40 Thieves could get the job back. I’d sit in a chair and listen to that and go crazy. In the 1970’s, he traveled, partied at Regine’s and Studio 54, was a bit of a playboy. “If I was short, you wouldn’t even look at me,” he told Fimiko when she’d returned to the table.

At 72, he walks with a cane-his left foot was recently amputated after he got a staph infection-but he’s 6-foot-3 and looks like an Indian chief you don’t want to mess with. He told his story: His father came to New York from Italy as a boy and worked on the Brooklyn Bridge before serving in World War I. Penza, a “great provider” and a “stark-raving-mad right-winger” who hated Franklin Roosevelt and the smell of perfume. He and his pals in Corona, Queens, would go “junking”: loading up a horse and wagon with milk bottles and stuff to sell. “She says, ‘I know you; these people, they know you.’ She asked me to buy her beer and a pizza. I said, ‘I’ve got enough money to buy you a beer-you’ve got to come up with the pizza.’ Now-listen very closely now, no bullshit, you gotta listen. When I paid off the place, I took the record out and I threw it across the street.” He bought a brand-new Cadillac. “I never worked since.” Over the next three decades, he owned several more bars on the Bowery: Hank’s Crystal Palace, Willie’s, the Penthouse. “If I was short, I’d look like a pizza man, a guy who makes pizza pies.

What it is now: An office building When the Hippodrome opened in 1905, it was touted as the largest theater in the world.

True to that lofty claim, the venue saw many grand spectacles in its day -- the craziest probably being when Harry Houdini brought a five-ton elephant named Jennie on stage for his 1918 magic show, and then made her disappear.

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“I’m sitting here, this girl walks up to me, grabs my ass and gives me a bag of crack,” he said. People go there with their children, their wives-you only see the psychos at night. I had two girls yesterday, they looked like movie actresses. I don’t like to have any sex or anything to do with the customers-that gets you in trouble.And she went to go change into a different bikini and smoke a bowl. “Trust me, I’m not a Mars regular, because they’re all drunks-but if somebody touch my husband, I’m gonna punch the shit out of them. We met for dinner at a Spanish restaurant on Bowery. Now I’m into Oriental ladies.” He said he’s had a steady girlfriend for 30 years who lets him stray from time to time. So we go buy pizza and a beer-it was like $1.75 for a pizza and a beer. A month later, they paid the ruffians $3 each to return to the first bar so the 40 Thieves could get the job back. I’d sit in a chair and listen to that and go crazy. In the 1970’s, he traveled, partied at Regine’s and Studio 54, was a bit of a playboy. “If I was short, you wouldn’t even look at me,” he told Fimiko when she’d returned to the table. At 72, he walks with a cane-his left foot was recently amputated after he got a staph infection-but he’s 6-foot-3 and looks like an Indian chief you don’t want to mess with. He told his story: His father came to New York from Italy as a boy and worked on the Brooklyn Bridge before serving in World War I. Penza, a “great provider” and a “stark-raving-mad right-winger” who hated Franklin Roosevelt and the smell of perfume. He and his pals in Corona, Queens, would go “junking”: loading up a horse and wagon with milk bottles and stuff to sell. “She says, ‘I know you; these people, they know you.’ She asked me to buy her beer and a pizza. I said, ‘I’ve got enough money to buy you a beer-you’ve got to come up with the pizza.’ Now-listen very closely now, no bullshit, you gotta listen. When I paid off the place, I took the record out and I threw it across the street.” He bought a brand-new Cadillac. “I never worked since.” Over the next three decades, he owned several more bars on the Bowery: Hank’s Crystal Palace, Willie’s, the Penthouse. “If I was short, I’d look like a pizza man, a guy who makes pizza pies. What it is now: An office building When the Hippodrome opened in 1905, it was touted as the largest theater in the world.True to that lofty claim, the venue saw many grand spectacles in its day -- the craziest probably being when Harry Houdini brought a five-ton elephant named Jennie on stage for his 1918 magic show, and then made her disappear.

.75 for a pizza and a beer. A month later, they paid the ruffians each to return to the first bar so the 40 Thieves could get the job back. I’d sit in a chair and listen to that and go crazy. In the 1970’s, he traveled, partied at Regine’s and Studio 54, was a bit of a playboy. “If I was short, you wouldn’t even look at me,” he told Fimiko when she’d returned to the table.

At 72, he walks with a cane-his left foot was recently amputated after he got a staph infection-but he’s 6-foot-3 and looks like an Indian chief you don’t want to mess with. He told his story: His father came to New York from Italy as a boy and worked on the Brooklyn Bridge before serving in World War I. Penza, a “great provider” and a “stark-raving-mad right-winger” who hated Franklin Roosevelt and the smell of perfume. He and his pals in Corona, Queens, would go “junking”: loading up a horse and wagon with milk bottles and stuff to sell. “She says, ‘I know you; these people, they know you.’ She asked me to buy her beer and a pizza. I said, ‘I’ve got enough money to buy you a beer-you’ve got to come up with the pizza.’ Now-listen very closely now, no bullshit, you gotta listen. When I paid off the place, I took the record out and I threw it across the street.” He bought a brand-new Cadillac. “I never worked since.” Over the next three decades, he owned several more bars on the Bowery: Hank’s Crystal Palace, Willie’s, the Penthouse. “If I was short, I’d look like a pizza man, a guy who makes pizza pies.

What it is now: An office building When the Hippodrome opened in 1905, it was touted as the largest theater in the world.

True to that lofty claim, the venue saw many grand spectacles in its day -- the craziest probably being when Harry Houdini brought a five-ton elephant named Jennie on stage for his 1918 magic show, and then made her disappear.

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