Sprits Dampened, Gavin Brown Stays Spooky

It wouldn’t be fair to say that Gavin Brown’s Halloween party last night in Harlem was a swinging, raucous affair. Chelsea, the center of the New York art world, had just taken a major blow from Hurricane Sandy and it was all anyone could talk about. They questioned each other about what it could mean. If New York’s big industries are media, finance and art, why had God chosen to level four-foot waves at the one that probably does the least amount of harm to anybody?
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