They said it was hipster heaven. They said it was silly. They said, they said, they said.
Well, I freaking loved it.
Oh, and seeing Anna? I freaking loved that too.
Manhattan is crazy and alive and crazy and beautiful. But at some point, you want to stroll down a quiet street, a green, sunshiney, neighborly street, and go to a park, and swing on some swings, and eat some damn good ice cream. That is Williamsburg.
Williamsburg, you are the place I want to start a bakery. Open an art gallery. Make beautiful films. and be in love. You are gorgeous, and maybe a little too hipster, and I love you anyway.