For better or for worse.
This was surprisingly moving for me. I didn’t realize how much has changed in less than a decade until I looked through these photos and found things I remember from my younger years. In high school and college, the East Village was always a favorite of mine because it was cheap and it was “counterculture.” Despite being a nerdy A+ student on the outside, I always felt kinship with the punks, with Patti Smith, with the people who pierced and tattooed, with artists. And the East Village was always a temporary escape into that world I so desperately yearned for.