by Mike Vidafar Strand Bookstore has been a part ofNew York since 1927. And even as its brethren on “Book Row” have met their end, this iconic storefront has remained. However, the way in whichStrand does business may be about to change. Strand, an independently run bookstore, has for the past 30 years, 
LOWER EAST SIDE SILVER PROPOSES GUN BUY-BACKS AT RUTGERS HOUSE In response to increased gun violence in the Lower East Side over recent months, Assembly Speaker Sheldon Silver wrote a letter to Manhattan District Attorney Cyrus Vance and Police Commissioner Ray Kelly recently, asking for their support in a plan to reduce gun violence. Silver’s plan is to rally the DA’s office and NYPD 
by Megan Bungeroth with additional reporting by Marissa Maier Homeless New Yorkers face new challenges in light of cutbacks It’s no shock that a still-struggling economy, an ever-more-expensive city and a continually burgeoning population have combined to produce record-high rates of homelessness in New York. What may shock some, however, is how difficult it is for the city to help its homeless 
By Angela Barbuti Michael Bacon on a musical life and playing in the band with his movie star brother When Michael Bacon isn’t rollerblading in Riverside Park, he can be found in his studio on West End Avenue making music with his brother Kevin. Their band, The Bacon Brothers, is playing a show at City Winery April 25 and 26. 
Compiled by Sean Creamer & Megan Bungeroth SHAKESPEARE’S LADIES Just about all of Shakespeare’s characters are iconic symbols of the human condition, and the same can be said of the heroines within his tales. The experimental Shakespeare ensemble Dark Lady Players will be performing Shakespeare’s Annunciation parodies Sunday, March 25, at 5 p.m. at West-Park Presbyterian Church, 165 W. 86th St. The event is free to attend and 
Those confined spaces remain central to our urban lives—and our fears by Christopher Moore I hate to write about it. I even hate to think about it. But the question comes to me, usually after the door shuts. I wait for the movement. I look up, seeking the little illuminated sign to tell me where I am and where I’m going. There’s a tiny, 
