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Sorta like a sober version of this. . .

No idea why you don't see this more. Are you people really that mature?

This phenomenal Woody Allen piece has been running on a Roebling firebox for a while. But it's a pretty awesome tribute from that stencil-mad Parisian, C215. Only problem: this piece is in Williamsburg. Wouldn't Woody, if he'd been his Annie Hall age, have lived in the Slope?

Quick question: Where would this banana seat take you? Fire Island?

Nom nom nom nom

All correspondences, marriage proposals, parachute undies, should all be directed here. James, you can thank us later! (Swear to Jesus, we did not place that box of Entenmann's pastries there on the sidewalk like fish bait, it was there when we arrived.)

We post this Bedford Avenue scribble in tribute to today's Williamsburg-themed meme: "Parents Pulling the Plug on Williamsburg Trust-Funders," starring one Hipster Sponger, who also happens to be creator of the "Mr and Miss Williamsburg" Pageant. Think she'll end up on a poster too?

Y'all are some high-class mofos out there, y'know?

These went up earlier this week in--where else--Williamsburg. They're from Head Hoods, a project on behalf of a dude that's taken shape in the form of faux-stenciling I CAN'T AFFORD TO <3 NY all over the place and pasting iconic phantom heads (Marilyn Monroe, Michael Jackson, etc) over celebrity faces in advertisements. (Like this.) It's all a faux-guerrilla stunt repping his post-Neighborhoodies sweatshirt line, so this is probably homie's next T-shirt. We are by no means shilling, but if Kari Ferrell and the recent barrage of Fwded hoohas over LATFH taught us anything, it's that insecure internet trolls eat up anti-hipster bullshit, so here you go fools. The rest of us are already late for Union Pool.

Left: All City. Right: All City's bossman when there is no All City.