Culture on the Cheap
The Balconies of Broadway
I have yet to get this fascination developers have with balconies. Perhaps I do not engender the proper sense of entitlement? Having a hefty balcony from which to look down upon my neighbors is not my cup of tea. What’s more, many of the balconies I see nowadays are for the skinny set. Very skinny.
Which brings me to 152 Broadway. This was a four story building. Four. Stories.
Now it will become a six story building. As. Per. Plan.
The poster to the far right reads:
Could an opera make us warriors for peace?
In all probability, no.
Can a piece of shit modification on an existing building make Miss Heather vomit?
Yes. When I look at the second floor balcony’s misalignment with the columns on the first floor I heave. And grieve. For the death of taste.