Few places in New York City's 307 square miles have been so hot for so long as Williamsburg, the slice of Brooklyn where land meets water and hipster boutiques abut grimy warehouses. Music and books, bagels and beer, trendy duds and pricey haircuts all are there for the buying along Bedford Avenue and the side streets, and even in mid-afternoon on a cold, rainy Tuesday the place buzzes. That's partly because every seven minutes or so the area's lifeblood pumps in from the L train station at Bedford Avenue and... More >>>