I think of inconvenient truths,
inconvenient existences welcome to the hideous New New York built on old New York's infrastructure.
He is a survivor and his spirits are good way better than mine. When I die I want one of those little plaques on a park bench but in Central Park. An activist who gave me important information but also a lot of toxic waste who offered to help me and than in away betrayed me asked me what not in the East Village? I have to laugh. I told this person I finished both marathons in Central Park. I have done so much for the East Village and written short stories and poems like love letters to the East Village. My maternal grandfather was born in a tenement house on Ludlow in the beginning of the last century so my roots on literally on the Lower East Side. I lived more years of my life in the East Village and add the West but I prefer to have a park bench in Central Park and it is obvious why to people that really know me and care.
There is no doubt things are going to get worse before they get better and few people are immune although the narcissist think it is only happening to them, it is all about them, only them.
The owner of the small business and I had common ground and we came to the same conclusion that we would not vote for Bloomberg again.