Between the cost of rent and being an alcoholic, there are a quite a few self-mutilators in Bushwick. And while your average wrist-cutter prefers to do it alone so that someone can later discover them à la Richie Tenenbaum, a special gathering in front of The Stepping Razor has proved that symbolic displays of sorrow (paired with literal ones) can be just as effective.
Located in one of Flushing Avenue’s abysses in between the defunct legend known as Wreck Room and the bouge fest we now call Forrest Point, The Stepping Razor provides an ideal patch of land for a large group of people to congregate and collectively spill their blood. Which is exactly what they did this afternoon at approximately 3:03 p.m.
Jerry Haircutte, a 33-year-old who gets weekly overpriced shaves at the barber shop, was the first to walk out and see the spectacle. “At first I thought I was having an acid trip flashback to when I saw the Red Sea being parted, but no, it was just a shit ton of blood spewing at me,” Haircutte recounted. He immediately ran inside to get help and contact the proper authorities, in this case, Bushwick Psych Ward Services. The Stepping Razor is currently cordoned off and will be putting a fence around its location to ward off any future attempts at mass cutting.
Written by Genna Rivieccio