Everyone’s talking about how nice this city has become. But has it? Sure, going to a show and grabbing some greasy takeout food no longer means gathering 5 friends and watching each others’ backs each step of the way, but in neighborhoods where I once had to keep my distance from hard-asses throwing death stares my way, I‘m now subjected to yuppies keeping their distance from me when they see my multi-colored hair, ratty black clothes, and uncouth demeanor, with a look on their faces that says, “I thought we got rid of those people!… [Read more]
