Only The Name is the Same
El Quijote ain’t what it used to be
4 min readMar 11, 2023
Without my knowledge or permission I’ve turned into That Person. Sad to say but true. I’m the one who now has to slap her mouth shut before launching into all the ways that New York isn’t New York anymore. And more often than I care to admit, that slapping doesn’t happen quickly enough. Like right now.