As your porcelain knicknacks rattle off the shelf for the umpteenth time in Avalon Chrystie Place, one Curbed reader wants to know you're sending out your oaths and voodoo vibes to the proper orange-hued subway lines:
To place blame where it belongs, it is not the F train that causes the problem. The B and D trains go DIRECTLY under it. This is why it was an empty lot for 20 years. The [building] drawings ... show the diagonal space in the basement where the train is located.So no more F-words! Only those beginning with B or D will do.
· Upping the Ante on Avalon Chrystie Gripes [Curbed]