— the brick the city forgot to tear down.
“A short walk of Federal and Greek Revival row houses on a street that bends the way the old farm lanes used to. Bleecker runs from the Bowery west to Abingdon Square, and the prettiest stretch sits between Seventh Avenue and Bank Street. Magnolias bloom along the railings for ten days in April. On a quiet Sunday morning the block sounds the way the rest of the city used to sound.
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Bleecker Street runs about 1.3 miles across Greenwich Village in lower Manhattan, from the Bowery on the east to Abingdon Square on the west. The block faces under the West Village name lie west of Seventh Avenue South, where the street curves and the grid breaks. The neighbourhood sits inside the Greenwich Village Historic District, designated by New York City in 1969 and one of the largest protected districts in the country. The houses are mostly two to four stories of brick on brownstone bases.
Most of the surviving row houses on the West Village stretch of Bleecker were built between roughly 1820 and 1860, in two overlapping waves. The earlier Federal-style houses are narrow, three bays wide, with dormered roofs and plain lintels. The Greek Revival houses that followed are slightly taller and squarer, with heavier door surrounds and cast-iron stoop railings. Common brick laid in Flemish bond fronts most of them, with brownstone stoops and lintels added or replaced through the 19th century.
The block is most painted in early spring. The magnolias along the railings between Bank Street and West 11th open for roughly ten days in mid-April, depending on the winter. Late October pulls in a second crowd, when the planetrees along the curb yellow against the red brick. Summer afternoons read flatter and brighter than the work tends to sit with. A quiet Sunday morning in any season is the truest version of the place.