All the world is a stage: especially NYC living rooms
NEW YORK – The air is filled with uncertain expectancy as purple-haired 20-somethings, urbane 50-somethings and those in between stream into the loft. The 40 or so people exchange smiles without quite mingling. Some head for the pingpong table, while others put on lipstick or pull beers from the fridge. One man tries to gauge the loft’s occupants by decoding the post-collegiate minimalist decor: an entry-level sofa with a beanbag chair, utility shelves supporting books that range from Grisham to Nietzsche.






