What comes to mind when you hear the word gentrification? Your mind may immediately depart from a place of safety and security, only to find itself at a destination surrounded by ill-fated words such as displacement, eviction, and homelessness. With this air of negativity surrounding your mind as it floats

As I’m writing this it has been 20 minutes since police began raiding my neighbor’s crib. This isn’t the first time, but with the daunting cloud of gentrification looming over my neighborhood of Washington Heights I’m positive it’ll be one of the last I’ll experience. I’ve witnessed my fair share

Yes, broke asses, your childhood is becoming more and more of a distant memory. A new television season is in full swing. It is fall season right now, and as we celebrate new and returning shows, like Gotham—and all of its intimidating posters splattered across all of Manhattan—Friends became 20 years

I recently attended the BAS party at Dardy’s Bar in Brooklyn. While there I attempted, unsuccessfully, to buy weed. Certain attendees were generous enough to share what they had, but due to the distinct communist leanings of the BAS community, none had extra for sale. I decided not to go

Are you a broke-ass? Are you a guy? Do you love women dancing around in bikinis? If you answered “yes” to all three questions, then you have to– no– you must visit 21 Bar in Washington Heights. I remember being 21 years-old and being denied entrance into this place. I

It’s early Sunday morning, you’ve had a lot to drink and you’re ready to go home. The train might not show up for another hour or so and you’re slowly dozing off on the subway platform. You tell yourself, “screw this, I’m going to catch a cab.” Well…good luck there,

If you’ve happened to be around the Upper West Side, Harlem or Washington Heights in the past month or so, you may have come across some obscurely placed animal sculptures on Broadway. Presented to you by the Broadway Mall Association and the Morrison Gallery of Connecticut, is Peter Woytuk on