Which is also what New York is about: that perpetual cycle of change and adaptation and more change, which is both complicated and simple, devastating and beautiful, and seems to happen here faster than anywhere else. We cling to the past but we know it’s going to change, because it did before, and it will forever. Which at the end of the day just makes us love this goddamn city that much more. Even though sometimes it makes us cranky. Love does that.