i can't be sure if it was the juxtaposition of graffiti and fire escapes, the gritty and the adorned, or
the long hunt for blood bank on vinyl finally coming to an end that did it, but i fell a little bit in love
with williamsburg over the weekend.
i had been there twice before, once by accident when i first moved here and another time one night
last summer, and i remember liking it just fine. but this! this time was different. i couldn't get enough
and ended up spending a lot of the weekend there asking myself, how did i miss this before?