Perpetually rising rents drove us out of our home and workspace last July 2013. It was bittersweet, but the villagers threw a fantastic getting out party at the SheWok Village, which was open to the public. The revelry was maintained primarily by our last minute booking of our weekend subletter's jazz band on the roof. But my favorite moment was kicking out a massive drunk man at 3 am in my sailor hat and silver short shorts.
