Wine and Spirits with Frankie – Lights On But Nobody’s Home

Well, ladies and gents, boys and girls, it keeps happening. Believe it or not, I thought picking up a gig guiding tours through the East Village would be a nice, normal way to spend a night, before going to my main job as a late-night bartender in that same neighborhood. But so far, me and my tour groups have had our fair share of weird, ghostly run-ins.

On the tour, we stop at 85 E. 4th Street, which is home to the KGB Bar and the Kraine Theater. Now, the top floor used to be another theater called The Red Room, but it closed last year. As far as I know- and as far as anybody who works in the building knows- there’s nothing and nobody up on the third floor now. Then why is it that some nights when I bring a tour group by, there’s a mysterious glowing light in the window of the top floor? It’s definitely not a reflection, and there’s definitely nobody living up there. And I walk past that building plenty- every night when I come home from work, as a matter of fact. Do I ever see that light then? No. Just when I’m with a group. It’s like the light comes on when it’s being talked about or something. I don’t know- it could be Lucky Luciano. Or it could be the poltergeist that jokes around in the mirrors in the theater. Or maybe it’s something else entirely…

Don’t believe me? Come along next time, and maybe you’ll get lucky enough to see it too.

Well, it’s almost eleven o’clock in the morning. I should probably go to bed. Nocturnal, ya know?

– Frankie