01/06/17 4:02pm
This week took a bite out of us, but at least we bit back. via @joshmbernstein on Instagram.

A liver-spotted hand holding an Italian sandwich: that’s old school Brooklyn. via @joshmbernstein / IG

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Within hours of New Year’s Day, 2017 was deemed No Man-buns Land in Brooklyn.

A broke rapper dropped a catchy song on how to scam free rides from the MTA.

You told us which of your favorite bars you wanted to see in our 2017 Beer Books!

A rap video by our own Sam Corbin skewered NYC’s abstract art scene pretty perfectly.

The job market reached its millennial peak with this Instagram internship on a cruise.

We rounded up yet another month of anti-Trump protests and benefit shows

…and one comedian made her uterus a bank so Trump and Pence wouldn’t regulate it.

Wearing a Superfund site as a party dress would cost you $188.

In a gentrified Williamsburg, old-school Italian businesses stayed strong.

Brooklyn’s Exponential Festival gave us an excuse to see cool new theater.

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12/23/16 3:00pm
Vegan pizza made us grateful for 2016, but it can daiya-lready. via Facebook.

Vegan pizza made us grateful for 2016, but it can daiya-lready. via Facebook.

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2016 was hell for everyone, but in Brooklyn it was truly the year we worshipped seitan.

An NYC-based listserv made waves for women in entertainment.

We gave you a rhyming review of the year in NYC comedy.

We also looked back on a year of BK bar culture and ‘drew some conclusions’ on a year in cartoons.

You got an opportunity to broke in to the editorial biz by getting a job with us.

Black-owned businesses got a boost with a cool interactive map that helps people find them.

Death even came for the death experts themselves: RIP, Morbid Anatomy Museum.

In search of a little guidance, we rounded up the best Brokelyn guides of the year.

Somehow watching drag queens read stories to kids made us all a little more hopeful.

BookCourt spilled its guts onto Craigslist, selling its bookcases off to the highest bidder.

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12/16/16 5:00pm
Been reading the news this week like:

Been reading the news this week like. via Single Blonde Failure

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UberPOOL kindly asked you to stop flirting with your fellow passengers.

An old Christmas poem got a Brooklyn update in ‘A Night Before Crisis-mas.

You got the chance to realize your comedy dreams by working for Stephen Colbert.

The photos for the No Office holiday party came out, and we saw just how drunk we all got.

We rounded up a list of yoga studios where you can take free classes in exchange for work shifts.

The DOT offered you $12,000 to build a sculpture for the Coney Island boardwalk.

Greenpoint restaurants innovated a new program to reduce food waste.

A new BK-based web series reminded us that social media isn’t real life.

We suggested over 30 places to party on New Year’s Eve in Brooklyn.

The potential BYO dog café opening in Brooklyn offered to give us all a new leash on life.

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12/02/16 3:56pm
Keep making monkeys fuck, not war, Brooklyn.

Keep making love, not war, Brooklyn.

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We gave you creative ways to tag over hate graffiti and turn it into a friendly Roboctopus.

Your holiday shopping list got easier with our roundup of the best winter markets in Brooklyn.

The Gowanus Canal threatened to become as shit-filled as Trump’s America.

The old Domino Sugar factory became a place you could afford to live.

The most novel idea, a book about pun competitions, finally became a reality.

NYC was declared the third most expensive city to get a tattoo.

Brooklyn dads loved it when you called them Big Papa.

Netflix’s new offline streaming called for some subway watching etiquette rules.

“Professional feminist advocate” became a real job description you could brag about.

Seamless subway ads just kept getting worse in NYC.

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