The Cooper Square's Neighbors Really, Really Don't Want You Around
Surprise, surprise: that gigantic pair of underwear hanging on a clothesline overlooking the Cooper Square Hotel's newly-opened second-floor bar was, in fact, the doing of a disgruntled neighbor (and by "neighbor" we mean "person whose apartment window is pretty much right up against the bar terrace.") Residents are waging war on the CSH's patio and we're kind of scared to go there now because we think that things will escalate to the point that someone might fling cat poo into our shiraz glasses.
The New York Post had a report this afternoon with the brillz headline "The Natives Are Hostel" about the CSH-versus-NIMBY issue; the resident was pretty determined:
She strung a clothesline across the courtyard and hung from it several pairs of extra large men's briefs adorned with an appropriate amount of -- how shall we say this -- brown. Residents insist the stains are not authentic.
"The whole thing is life-wrecking," said one disgruntled resident. "There hasn't been a moment of quiet, and this bar is now a cherry on top. These people are two inches from my window."
Ugh. That must suck. Other fun facts from the Post article: the hotel's nicknames Sore Thumb, the Giant Shampoo Bottle and Dubai on the Bowery (our personal fave).