New York in the 70s

"In 1976, I made a beeline for New York City, a blistering pigsty of sleazy clubs, cheap sex, greasy food, and skuzzy rock. The entire city seemed coated in a thin sheath of sticky grime that was impossible to scrub away."
Lydia Lunch, So Real It Hurts

Devil's Playground

"New York was a giant candy store, meat market, insane asylum, performance stage. Surrounded by five million other junkies, addicts, alcoholics, rip-off artists, dreamers, schemers and unsuspecting marks, New York afforded me the luxury of anonymity. The devil's playground."
Lydia Lunch, Paradoxia

Asshole of the Universe

"New York is not the center of the universe. In Europe it's known as the asshole of the universe."
Lydia Lunch, Purple

Gruesome Portrait

"Private Passage" at Clinton Cove Park

"New York is a city that fears, yet embraces its own reflection. A gruesome portrait of decay, mortality, failure, fraud, whose caricatures are trapped inside a negatively charged environment whose collective scream is drowned out by the next drink, the next drug, the next lousy fuck."
Lydia Lunch, Paradoxia