A few throw-ups, a stray tag from ’90s Connecticut graffiti writer Serk, and wheat-pasted art from Angela China (aka Gumshoe) now adorn the building’s facade. While we’re not sure what the hell “be everything” (period) means, the eulogy “RIP late night sliders” resonates with anyone who’s walked off with a suitcase of them. Hell, maybe Serk or Gumshoe can collab with the taggers who bombed Gestations and really get weird with the rest of the white space left at the Castle.
While White Castle’s regional director John Vogthas promised another, more visible Williamsburg location, people want access to those burgers, including a fictional Bushwicker aptly named Eddie Potter, who — according to our favorite neighborhood-news parody site — started a petition to get one on his block.
For now, you’ll have to make a mission to one of the other seven locations in Brooklyn. Good luck finding a cheetah, though.