I've been walking around Williamsburg, Brooklyn, for more than two decades. It's altered a lot in those years, I don't need to tell anyone. But as long as I've known it, this laundromat on Berry Street has stood. It's look hasn't changed much over the year. It's sort of your archetypal so-ugly-its-cool Williamsburg business. Not sure why, but I always look for it as a sort of assurance that not everything in the old neighborhood has been swept away with the gentrifying times.