Greenwich Village

I meet Osment at a coffee shop in Greenwich Village for lunch.

One evening in the early '50's, I saw Coltrane in Sheridan Square, in Greenwich Village.

He told stories about his days as a penniless college student trying to make it in Greenwich Village.

When he goes to Greenwich Village, he has a mixture of material.

She shook me and we both saw its silver underbelly pass by the window of my fifth-floor walk-up in Greenwich Village.

And the area around Greenwich Village brought reports of continued horror.

Over Greenwich Village now, the circling planes—at their highest altitude, to avoid the upflung crimson beams—dropped bombs.

Gratia had cut her hair short, but she had introduced a style of hair-dressing new even to Greenwich Village.

Why, I can remember when artists—painters and writers—lived in Greenwich Village.

I suppose nothing in Greenwich Village could be more significantly illuminating than its eating places.