Entwine
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Entwine is a recurring venue in the Collected Agenda archive, appearing 1 times across 1 issues between October 14, 2024 and October 14, 2024. The archive places it in contexts such as “We walk to Entwine in the West Village just after dusk”. It most often appears alongside 69 Greene, @dr.rubinstein666, @fantasy_discotheque.
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- Category: Venues
- Mention count: 1
- Issue count: 1
- First seen: October 14, 2024
- Last seen: October 14, 2024
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Recovered passages from the original issue text. When the raw archive preserved outbound links inside the source passage, they are listed directly under the quote.
We walk to Entwine in the West Village just after dusk. It’s farther from the apartment than I realized by map, but the walk is nice. There’s a lot of windows open over the streets tonight, and I stop to peer into the only half obscured interior of a brick house, big cream curtains, a long blue velvet staircase that ascends into something out of sight. I don’t usually crave exorbitance, not really at least, and this house is spectacular. I’m surprised then by my intense desire to live here. The concept feels strangely fathomable from the street. Simple. There’s something so sweet in looking in. There’s something in tonight that feels very warm.
Inline links: Entwine
Entwine, when we arrive, is nice. Cozy. It feels spooky, which I’m glad for. We order toast with mushroom and goat cheese, manti dumplings in yogurt in a little ceramic cup, dips and pita bread and a drink that looks milky and another that is watermelon and then three vodka sodas for me, probably more for the table. A true feast of the fall, I think. I haven’t craved hedonism lately, but I've craved some things like this.
On Sunday, I created problems, and so today, I create repairs. The morning goes well. The fire alarm goes off at Equinox and so I’m forced from my Sterile Eucalyptus Bliss by circumstance.
Inline links: Equinox