by Xan Holbrook I see you there. You’re twirling your Hercule Poirot ‘stache, adjusting your pince-nez specs and drinking espresso from a cup so small you hold it with tweezers. Sitting there, in your Fort Greene café, keeping an eye on the Penny-Farthing you rode here on. Watching the world

In The City That Was, Bohemian Archivist P Segal tells a weekly story of what you all missed: the days when artists, writers, musicians, and unemployed visionaries were playing hard in the city’s streets and paying the rent working part time. In the days before social media and online entertainment, people had a

We have all seen the pictures of green Tinkerbell-like fairies floating over the shoulder and various other portrayals of what happens when one drinks absinthe. In order to really show you what absinthe is all about, Drink Me Magazine is throwing a party. Drink me Magazine will be putting on