A drunken brawl and a sex scandal made people realize that risking your life to save others doesn’t automatically make you a saint.

They're in every Starbucks and coffee shop; even sometimes in churches. Who are they? What are they typing? Don't they have a job? For the first time, one of these strangers speaks.

Even in the new Times Square, signs of the possibly imminent apocalypse are everywhere. But thanks to Rudy and Hollywood, we may not recognize it when it comes.

In a Chelsea storefront, the good life comes down to essentials: a hand-rolled cigar, a drop of Scotch, and a spot on the most comfortable couch in the whole world.

A world away from Mylar building "wraps" and dot-com neon, Brooklyn billboards still trumpet by-gone businesses like Eagle Clothes.

Musician, scientist, inventor of his own martial art -- "Me and Shaq? Anytime" -- Milford Graves, marching to his own beat, is the different drummer.

What happens when a great piano player makes music and no one's there to record it? That's what Lower East Side free-jazz legend Matt Shipp intends to find out.

Joe DiMaggio embodied mid-century American values; Stanley Kubrick savagely satirized them. But the two Bronx geniuses were more alike than meets the eye.

Boys don't sew. In the South Bronx, boys definitely don't sew. But Emilio Sosa did, and now he's one of the hottest costume designers in New York theater.

The bleeding markings on the wrists and feet of Croatian priest Zlatko Sudac have made him an ecclesiastical superstar. He usually doesn't display them -- but have faith.