Chapter 6
Pop Magazine was housed on the second floor of a block-long Chinatown loft. The makeshift editorial office was the first thing visitors faced as they stepped out of the building’s rickety service elevator. Formerly used to store reams of paper and industrial ink, the large room had a concrete floor, cathedral ceilings, ornate woodwork and a wall of floor to ceiling windows looking out onto the ever-chaotic Canal Street. Neal had a desk at the far end of the room facing the windows. Annie, head of design, had a series of computer workstations lining one wall. Ralph, a creepy middle-aged man who worked from home and was seldom at the office, ran the escort-and-naked-masseuse advertising department. Andreas had a separate office in the next room near the presses. During a magazine
