Rich Mothafuckerz in Williamsburg

Having friends down from NYC this weekend made me pine a little bit for Williamsburg.

Then I read this:

We could quibble, if you wanted, about when the sociocultural phenomenon known as "Williamsburg" "began" and when it "ended"; neighborhoods do have a tendency to "end" right around the time you can longer afford to live there, or perhaps a touch before then.

He noted a firm analysis finding that Williamsburg residents are now on average 25 to 35 years old with per capita income of $108,000 a year.

Whether the Williamsburg you know ended with Diner in 1998-1999 or Marlow & Sons in 2004 or the Wythe Hotel in 2012 (or whichever milestone you prefer!), the average human living in Williamsburg is now, officially, a rich person—and a young one, at that.

Not exactly my personal Williamsburg.

One thing that came back to me is man, I miss the fucking books on Bedford Avenue.