Ideas I want to write about

Because I participate in the continued gentrification of Brooklyn but am full of self-loathing about it, I take a peculiar satisfaction in the city refusing to heel to the behavioral standards of its newer, soft-skinned inhabitants. Put another way, when the city reminds us—in fucked-up ways big and small—that this is a complex urban metropolis and... See more

The almighty algorithm trains us to scan for sameness. We scroll until we find people who mirror ourselves back to us, who react in the ways we would, who say the things we were just thinking.

we’re good friends, and we have sexual chemistry.

women are supporting and uplifting bad male behavior

You don’t live in a city like New York for peace and quiet; you live here to be part of the frenetic energy that comes with too many people in too small a space, all chasing after something

He explained it to me like this: “Once you have sex, then it’s over. Even as you have sex, the sex is over.”