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Willie Perdomo - How is one to reconstruct a memory of...

How is one to reconstruct a memory of a place that doesn't exist anymore? I mean the buildings are still there, but the faces are no longer the same. Gentrified NYC has pretty much eviscerated the nuances of particular neighborhoods, like El Barrio... (Willie Perdomo)

How is one to reconstruct a memory of a place that doesn't exist anymore? I mean the buildings are still there, but the faces are no longer the same. Gentrified NYC has pretty much eviscerated the nuances of particular neighborhoods, like El Barrio...

Willie Perdomo

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