Bogart Street in Bushwick, Brooklyn, NYC. "They" have figured out that the walk from the Jefferson Street L train station stop to Beacon's Closet is five blocks long. Five blocks to entice used clothing shoppers to stop and have a look before their predetermined destination. I did find a really nice cardigan at aforementioned BC. The vibe is mainly young French tourists looking for bargains and Boopsies on a Sunday trying the hipster vibe. Lots of coffee and beer joints to keep you hydrated between Williamsburg and Bushwick if you care to walk. This is what gentrification looks like. I am a guilty party, even as an out of towner. But, I do try to support the independent bookstores. Fortunately NY still has a few scattered around. I dropped off copies of my graphic novel "Empty Nesting" at Bluestockings on Allen Street (Lower East Side) and Desert Island Books in Williamsburg, Brooklyn.
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