Town Square Of Midtown; Drug Dealers' Turf Is Now an Office Oasis
The young professionals were packed in at the outdoor terrace bar at the Bryant Park Cafe, four, five, six deep, hundreds of 20- and 30-something men with their jackets off and ties loosened, women in linen suits or sleeveless dresses. The temperature was in the 90's, but the socializing was full throttle. "It's always a madhouse on Thursday," said Nelson Mercado, a park security officer on restaurant detail, standing outside the bar's restraining ropes.