Coworkers and I used to lunch frequently in Samuel Paley Park ... until the cigar and cigarette smokers discovered it. Because it is a private park run by the Board of Directors of the Paley Center for Media, it does not have to abide by NYC laws regarding smoking in public places. If you ask one of the guards to bring to the attention of your fellow park-goer that their smoke is bothering you, they cannot (and will not) do it. Sandwich taste good with the stench of stogie lacing it?
It is now impossible to dine there without being forced to endure second-hand smoke the entire time.
It's such a shame, because it was for years a beautiful and reinvigorating respite from the boss who was having a bad morning, or the copy job people who single-sided a double-sided job. The waterfall cleansed your spirit and washed all that aggravation away. Now the Park is a haven for those inviting lung cancer into their (and others') lives, and the cascading water can't do anything about it.
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