Maybe I’m just being overly sensitive, but I’m revolted by this article from The New York Times. It’s about the gradual gentrification of an age-old flophouse in The Bowery, where marginalized tenants who pay less than ten dollars per day and live in cage-like accommodation, are used as marketing pawns to attract upscale hipsters to the pricier floors above. What’s next? ‘Adopting’ a token poor person to hang with in order to feel more real? An agency that rents impoverished persons by the hour?
Seems the Elephant Man is alive and well and living in Gotham. (Guess we never learn.)