They turned friggin Times Square into a bright neon Disneyland minus Mickey & Co and rides.
Place use to be the pits, ugh, sleezo city. Still busted with tourists, and Tad's Steak was great, I can smell it now (we used to go there to eat often on Saturdays).
The theaters all next to each other on 42nd St, one action, one porn, one Kung Fu - alternating like that, drugs being sold in front of of one, cops standing in front of the next.
The Lower East Side, I used to go weekly to CBGB HC Punk matinees in the early 80s. You can taste the grit, the stink of layers of dried piss in random spots wafting through the air, everyone was a character.
The ugly red trains covered up with graffitti - even they felt so alive.
Half the joy for visiting relatives on the way to Chinatown was tha bums on the Bowery, staring like it was a zoo.
Abandoned buildings in the South Bronx, many flattened into rubble after getting torched & abandoned.
- haha, just saw a clip the other day of kids jumping a cpl of stories from their windows onto mattresses piled below back then.
Yeah, them folks busted themselves up pretty good making movies & shows, and they were cool with it.
The Rockford Files rules.