Beast of Brooklyn
The Barclays Arena didn’t grow from the borough—it was dropped on top of it.
A glitch disguised as progress. A sports arena stamped with the name of a UK bank that doesn’t even operate in America. Out of place. Out of touch. Still towering.
Whole blocks disappeared to make room for it. A neighborhood reshaped for profit.
I took this photo walking down Atlantic Ave, feeling the dissonance—the silence where stories used to be.
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