We Want Our Bodega
Something's coming to the corner of Mott and Houston.
The space used to be La Cocina corner deli, but it's been for rent for awhile now.
Its side has long been wrapped in a plasticky advertisement, hot pink and decorated with super-skinny women shoppers (some without eyes). They clutch their bags and strike poses around the words YOUR STORE HERE.
It's an insulting sign and appropriately attracted neighborhood rage from the beginning.
"We want our bodega," said one writer in black Magic Marker. "No more yuppies in Nolita."
A bit more recently, another writer got more colorful, saying, "FUCK YOU BLOODSUCKERS WE WANT A BODEGA BACK" and "FUCK YOU HOPE IT BURNS DOWN BEFORE IT GOES BROKE."
The space used to be La Cocina corner deli, but it's been for rent for awhile now.
Its side has long been wrapped in a plasticky advertisement, hot pink and decorated with super-skinny women shoppers (some without eyes). They clutch their bags and strike poses around the words YOUR STORE HERE.
It's an insulting sign and appropriately attracted neighborhood rage from the beginning.
"We want our bodega," said one writer in black Magic Marker. "No more yuppies in Nolita."
A bit more recently, another writer got more colorful, saying, "FUCK YOU BLOODSUCKERS WE WANT A BODEGA BACK" and "FUCK YOU HOPE IT BURNS DOWN BEFORE IT GOES BROKE."
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