This is at Lafayette and West 3rd Street. When I went to NYU there was a diner here that I went to a handful of times. Then for whatever reason they closed and were closed for years and years. Recently I passed by and the building was plain not there. When I got home to Massachusetts there are always things different because I only get back there every few months at most. New York however has a much easier time of making you feel old with its constant changing. Weird to see buildings suddenly demolished (or built for that matter) all the time. Yet, the scaffolding still stays. Hmmm.