Well, well, well, here we meet again with the ongoing issue facing post-modern New York’ers and the anti-gentrification generation of city-dwellers. In one of my past posts, I slightly skimmed the surface of the futuristic face lift creeping up on what seems like every corner of New York City. These days, the average slice-of-pie eating, get-out-of-my-way-attitude wielding, and fashion savvy tote bag and boat shoe wearing New York’er can’t seem to walk down a single street without seeing some serious scaffolding surrounding a skyrocketing structure of steel and style. (Holy alliteration on that sentence, Batman!)