This is where I bought Dax Snow's I love You Stupid and Richard Prince's John Duke Book both inspired me a lot.

If I lived closer to the West Village I’d go over to Jack’s every morning for a coffee and occasionally having what is probably the best chocolate chip cookie in New York (and it’s just a dollar!). Even though it’s rarely in my way I try to go here now and then, maybe in combination with a stroll down the beautiful Bleeker Street or to read a book sitting in their window.

If only places can speak...yet they have their own language with their texture, smell, vibe, mood...new york is waking up 

Simply, the best ice cream in New York.

Getaway not far from the city. Nice beach, surreal pool. Next to Fire Island (which is also super nice).