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Calvin in the Star Team Gloves and Katsu Beanie
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Mongo at the Star Team Pop Up at Tenant SkateShop Dec. 17 '22
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Star Team pop up Tentant
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Bri-Z is angry at the scene!
Dear New York
There’s something in my brain telling me it’s very college essay-esque to write a letter to my home and the people I’ve encountered but it’s the only way I feel like I can properly introduce myself and my life. I wish my benal little essay could be as profound as a Pattie Smith book or a Leonard Cohen song about paying dirt cheap for a little apartment in the LES or giving head in Chelsea Hotel, but we don’t live in those times anymore. We live in the era of posting tik toks captioned “what is dimes square?” And “Tips and tricks around Williamsburg for new comers!” My blood always boils when I see shit like that online but what’s more pretentious than a transplant? Complaining about them when you know good and well half the people you mingle with are rich kids from LA. The gag is none of these rich fucks from LA could tell the difference between me and the next black girl so I’m allowed to complain. I miss my home, I miss being excited when I took the L because once I hit a certain stop all the “quirky” people would get on. I miss thinking downtown Brooklyn was the best place in the world. Although I will never let go of my childlike wonder that I experienced in New York from 2008 to 2014, sometimes I wish I could’ve experienced that time at the age I am now. I wish we didn’t care so much about appearances and how good we look in our instagram posts at clandestino or fucking nublu. Nobody is talented anymore, everyone’s a “model” or a “dj” for Christ’s sake. I don’t think it’s nyu white kids from the Midwest who are ruining New York, it’s mediocrity, lack of talent, the need for constant comfort. Nobody wants to be an innovator, I’m no different. We all wanna bring back the “old New York” and we’re just repeating the same shit done 10 years before us. If I see one more person trying to be the next Cobra Snake I will end it. These kids who claim to want to represent and capture every part of New York life don’t even have black friends or people whose parents don’t pay their rent. They can’t find the beauty in not trying to be cool. I hope this account and post find others and hopefully someone else in the concrete jungle can relate. And I guess this wasn’t really a letter and more of a long winded monologue for my blog… But I guess this is only the start of my various irrelevant think pieces on the shithole that is “The Scene” and the little glimmers of hope that crack through the weatpaste smeared walls.
Xxx Bri
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Adam Zhu at his book release for Nice Daze presented by Camera Club. Amazing photo book, you should check it out.
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Sabrina of Pretty Sick at Adam Zhu's book release gallery for Nice Daze...
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