New York is changing at light-speed, with glassy condos and fro-yo shops mushrooming out of every corner. Sometimes it’s hard to even take stock of all the changes; it can take weeks or months before you notice that your favorite old sign for a ’30s jazz club has disappeared, or an Italian restaurant that has been tucked in some corner of (what’s left of) Little Italy since the dawn of time. No one takes stock of New York’s changes with the same mixture of snark, sorrow, poeticism, and lyric wit as Jeremiah Moss, the voice behind Jeremiah’s Vanishing New York. Nothing escapes Moss’s notice: When a beautiful robin’s-egg-blue newsstand was suddenly gone from the corner of 23rd Street and Park Avenue South this past summer, he mourned its passing. “It was crooked and quirky, just like all our newsstands used to be. It had character,” he eulogized. “Really it was the only bit of original New York character left on that chain-strangled corner.” Even as the changes he’s cataloging break our hearts a little, it’s that kind of lovely, precise writing that makes Moss’s blog essential reading.