Commonly Overheard in Bushwick is an occasional series we write whenever we hear something someone actually said on the streets or in the businesses of Bushwick. This is not to be confused with the Tumblr of a similar name.
Every phase of life is supposed to have an expiration date, no? Well, this isn’t–can’t always be–the case when one chooses to stay in New York for a prolonged period of time. Certain budgetary limitations simply can’t permit such supposed requirements for “growth” by way of moving into a more “adult” neighborhood–you know, the kind where you’re not as likely to encounter puke, used condoms, half-empty packs of birth control and chicken bones on the streets.
So, from time to time, even though you yourself have been marooned in the last and only semi-affordable neighborhood in prime L train territory, you might forget that others you’ve known from long ago are also in the same slow boat out of Bushwick.
Accordingly, some people who walk down the street will feel inclined to shout, “Hey! You still live here?” in incredulity, as was the case tonight on Central Avenue, where the only vestige of anything from the past is the former Central Station, now relegated to the sure-to-close Fine Time. And like this resident questioned, you will sheepishly respond, “Yes. I still do.”
Written by Genna Rivieccio