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I picked up a copy of Adbusters and came upon the work of artist Terry Rodgers, large-scale paintings of affluent youth, posing at parties in states of calculated undress, scenes that could equally come from a clothing catalog or a mainstream porn mag. It could be any night in the condos of Manhattan, after champagne bacchanal brunches in MePa, and in the luxury hotels that dominate the low-rises of the Lower East Side.

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Obama is reading Richard Price’s LES novel, Lush Life. [Slate]

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Shuttered icon Vesuvio will at least remain a bakery–but will the angry neighbor be happy about continued food smells? [Eater]

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A rooftop beer garden in Williamsburg, the Bar Martignetti space transforms into an English pub, and more.

Many share the blame for getting us into this mess; this October, Bear Stearns vets Ralph Cioffi and Matthew Tannin stand trial.

As I showed in my tour of the Meatpacking District’s lost leather locations, what used to be The Lure is now Bagatelle, that site of infamous bacchanal brunches, where guys who work in finance get together with girls who work in fashion to flaunt the burning of their bail-out packages.

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Thor hammers Dreamland–shutters Coney attractions for being late on the rent. Says “Bah humbug!” as he does it. [RS]

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