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There's always the guarantee of noise. The past 50-some years have seen New York's seemingly endless cultural cachet transform from secret in-group escapist knowledge to being earnestly co-opted by instagram-scrolling 20-somethings whose parents might not have even owned a copy of the Saturday Night Fever soundtrack. New York is so spoiled with life, so incomprehensibly teeming with people and ideas and kineticism that idioms, genres, whole ways of life and being are synthesized with such rapidity and force and then... inevitably forgotten save for the chosen few; suddenly passé. What just a few months prior was enough to reshift tectonic plates becomes a stale flavor of the month. Trends come and go, real sometimes does not recognize real even when there's eye-to-eye contact, and what are now deemed forgotten and reclaimed histories have been someone's active life for longer than the hip tastemakers have been alive. Who else wants a bite bigger than they can chew? Who else wants to feel something real and alive?

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