Under the bridge

Under the vaulted arches of the 59th Street Bridge sits Guastavino’s Bar, an enormous posh lounge. Jerry was in town, so the two brothers did a minor pub crawl ending up beneath the bridge at the secret home of the hot women. Everyone else in the bar was a low level midtown suit, swilling Scotch to try and impress his boss, so Jer and I looked good by comparison.
I went back this morning and it was all mysteriously gone–just an empty lot with discarded newspapers blowing in the rain.

SOTD: From Walker, who you should vote for.

Under the vaulted arches of the 59th Street Bridge sits Guastavino’s Bar, an enormous posh lounge. Jerry was in town, so the two brothers did a minor pub crawl ending up beneath the bridge at the secret home of the hot women. Everyone else in the bar was a low level midtown suit, swilling Scotch to try and impress his boss, so Jer and I looked good by comparison.

I went back this morning and it was all mysteriously gone–just an empty lot with discarded newspapers blowing in the rain.

SOTD: From Walker, who you should vote for.