By Robert Anasi
A firsthand account of the quick transformation of Williamsburg, from manufacturing facility backwater to artists' district to fashionable hub and high-rise colony
Williamsburg, Brooklyn, is now so synonymous with hipster tradition and the very inspiration of city revitalization―so famous from Chicago to Cambodia as the playground for the sport of ironized status-seeking and way of life one-upmanship―that it is easy to omit how quite a few years in the past it used to be a truly various local: a range of factories, suggest streets and ratty residences that the remainder of big apple urban feared and everybody yet artists with nowhere else to move left by myself.
Robert Anasi hasn't forgotten. He moved to a $300-a-month condominium in Williamsburg in 1994, and watched because the quarter went via a chain of surreal modifications: the warehouses grew to become lofts, mystery cocaine bars turned sylized absinthe parlors, barrooms turned degree units for inde-rock careers and rents rose and rose―until the neighborhood artists discovered that their perfect of non-public creativity had served the goals of world trade, and that their local now belonged to another individual.
Tight, passionate, and provocative, The final Bohemia is right now a party of the fever dream of bohemia, a lament for what Williamsburg has turn into and a cautionary story concerning the lurching variations of urban neighborhoods in the course of the United States.
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