I heart New York Magazine. This week’s “cheesescape” photos and the self-portraits of heroin addicts were brilliant – and especially disturbing back to back.

I do have to give them some shit this week for Jerry Saltz’s nifty tear out art guide because it perturbingly shows NO LOVE for Greenpoint or Brooklyn in general.

I’m not saying I’m surprised. Until Brooklyn became cooler than Manhattan, New York Magazine treated the outer boroughs like the…

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