When I first moved to New York, a friend took me to the Odessa Caf� on Avenue A in the East Village. At the time, I saw the rundown caf� through the lens of sardonic hipsterdom?as a self-consciously authentically grubby hangout to wet the palates of bobos searching for a genuine experience.
Totemic Abstraction – Christine Cavallomagno
Date posted: May 3, 2006
Author: jolanta
