September 30, 2007
The Northern Dispensary
After my haircut ... I went downtown to meet up with Allison.
And we walked by the Northern Dispensary in the Village - You can read more about this mysterious abandoned empty building here - and another link - with a great photo here - it just sits there, prime real estate - and you can still see the old dentist equipment, rotting away through the windows - it's on a corner - so you can peek into the windows on one side and see straight through to the windows on the other side. There are some great stories behind the building - Allison told me some of them - but follow the links in that post above to read more. I used to have my appointments with my analyst in the building right behind the Dispensary in that photo - and i walked by it all the time, not really thinking about it - or wondering why this Willy Wonka's factory nobody-comes-in-or-goes-out building was just sitting there ... empty ... at the intersection of Waverley and Waverley.
It was a nice little pilgrimage, and dammitall I didn't have my camera with me (which ended up being an even bigger bummer because on my way home I inadvertently got trapped in a raucous parade of angry lesbians - marching and drumming and dancing - I could not get out of the throng, they were jammed into the narrow streets of the Village - and they had taken over the entire block - and I had no idea what they were protesting - but there was nothing to do but join them, so I marched along blissfully oblivious, my new haircut bouncing buoyantly in the night breeze, clapping my hands, dancing to their drumbeats - hoping the lesbians got whatever they wanted - but in the meantime, ahhh, that's a nice drumbeat, let me dance along to my train station since I cannot seem to escape ... laughing at the weirdness of my life) - so back to the Northern Dispensary: I settled on 2 shots with my crappy cell phone.
It's a haunting building. Allison kept saying, "What I wouldn't give to go in there and have a look around!"
