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August 18, 2017


David George

This is one of those "don't get me started posts" that nearly brings me to tears.

Having rented studio space on Mott Street between Houston and Prince for 16 years I can barely stand to walk down that block anymore and tend to avoid it. It's just too painful.

Is there anywhere in New York where you can still experience the distinctive aroma of the inside of a bodega? I think not and that makes me very sad.

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