

Of all the public transportation hubs in the beautiful city of New York, Penn Station was by far the worst. Port Authority is bad, but has its own itinerant charms; Grand Central is beautiful and I am intimately familiar with its inner-workings, which means travel anxiety does not kick in when I have to hop on the Metro North to go wherever. Penn Station, on the other hand, used to be a mess—but its recent quarantine glow-up means that it is no longer. Also on the books for the renovation of Penn Station’s area is a giant tower that looks and sounds very familiar.
According to The City, embattled sex pest Andrew Cuomo is pushing for the development of a tall tower that will “re-shape Manhattan’s skyline.” This project has been in the works for years and will arguably influence Cuomo’s legacy for the good, which is something he desperately wants and needs, as he is embroiled in a few imbroglios that will likely tarnish his sterling reputation. I have no real opinion about what does or doesn’t happen to Midtown, a part of the city I call home that I visit only when I have to, but I am wondering if Papa Mozzarella or any of his cohorts have taken two to five minutes to think about the proposed name of this tower. You see, they want to call it PENN 15.