Time to Sleep

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Forever grateful for the magic, and love you’ve given New Yorkers and millions of others for over a decade. You’ve changed how we look at art—you’ve created an incredible hunger for more. Now, it’s time to sleep. 🖤

May 11, 2024
Dances of the dark

As I entered the McKittrick I clung to my father’s arm at the age of fourteen with a red ribbon drawn around my neck, not knowing what was in store. I stepped into the stairwell listening only to my breath and the sweet symphony of footsteps around me. At first frightened at what was in […]

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May 10, 2024
When I first visited, I didn’t know what to expect.

Dearest McKittrick residents, staff, and fellow guests, When I first visited, I didn’t know what to expect. I wandered, sometimes aimlessly… sometimes with purpose. I was scared. Bewildered. Amused. Intrigued. Walking into a universe separate from your own is a rare experience… and one that drew me back again… and again. Over time, that world […]

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May 11, 2024
Still Not Sure

I still don’t know how I got home after Halloween in 2012. The pair of glasses I lost must have been a sacrifice to Hecate. But I know the hotel did help me find correspondence with Sondheim. And assist me in meeting, falling in love with, and proposing to my wife. So feel free to […]

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