“The End is Near!” or so says a sign taped to the outside of the Atlantic Book Shop, next to a silhouette of a man with a gun to his head. Beneath that: “30 percent off everything.” The store, once the famous 12th Street Books of Manhattan, is closing its doors at the end of this month. Tucked between Sahadi’s and Key Food on Atlantic Avenue, the store has all the hallmarks of a classic: impossibly tall shelves, claustrophobic aisles, and, to the newcomer, what seems like a secret room not visible from the front. It is where I picked up my first Paul Auster, where I browsed on my lunch break, and where I went to get my fix for that musty book smell. It’s always sad to see the end of a good independent business, but it’s no surprise when you consider the industry overall. Brokelyn has a guide to the rest of the used book stores in the borough, who may see an uptick in sales with one less competitor; but, just as John Donne once wrote of man, no book store is an island entire of itself. To see one vanish foreshadows that we may be approaching the last days of the bookstore way of life.
We live in a golden age of sorts for enjoyers of the scourge known as marijuana. Police just laugh at you when they catch you smoking it (if you’re white, anyway), and if it’s stronger than it was the the 60s like your parents keep saying, well who cares? Just means you can smoke less […]
Space…the giant big empty above our heads. It’s terrifying in its bigness and emptiness, but that didn’t stop some students from CUNY’s Medgar Edvers College from building a satellite they gave to NASA, to be launched into space. And now that satellite has been attached to a rocket and sent up to the stars, meaning […]
Remember that self-guided Spirit Trail? We found a bottle of booze from the tour for under $25, which is harder than you’d think, for a good reason. These are after all, smaller outfits that just started, and startup costs are more expensive. Expenses like rent, as we’re always ranting discussing, are ridiculous around here. Despite this, there was […]