The Worst People in Williamsburg Made a Reality Show

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UPDATE, Thursday: The creator of “The Bedford Stop,” a modern-day Patrice Wilson named Mikey Ortiz, has stepped forward to defend the series in an interview with PIX11. “Ortiz maintains his intentions were never to glamorize gentrification, but to showcase a very small segment of the community that calls Brooklyn home,” sums up a PIX11 reporter. (Full interview below.) Meanwhile, on the show’s YouTube channel, a drab little clip following the girls to a goat farm in Queens has rather inexplicably been added to the lineup. Are we supposed to hate them less now, or...?

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Now we know who’s been feeding this nasty luxury-apartment bubble.

A new YouTube series called “The Bedford Stop,” first spotted by the neighborhood blog Free Williamsburg, follows four young, white females — Alex, Sarah, Olena and Melissa — as they ”avoid reality” and ”pursue their dreams” in the high-rises and brunch spots and bowling alleys of nouveau Williamsburg.

No, the series does not appear to be a parody. Although it would make a pretty perfect one, as pointed out by Josh Morrissey over at Free Williamsburg:

“There are no outdated references to the hipsters with handlebar mustaches aesthetic that you don’t see much of anymore (yet your parents and anyone outside of NYC still think define the neighborhood). Instead there are the wealthy recent college grads living in luxury buildings, trying to improve their Tinder profiles, and feeling cool by thrift shopping (yet being grossed out that someone previously wore the clothing) that hit much closer to what a Williamsburg parody should be in 2015.”

Unfortunately, the girls of ”Bedford Stop” appear to just be going about their actual lives as actual residents of a once-great neighborhood. Their web series serves as an important reminder that no matter how yuppified or hipstery or homogenous your Brooklyn block becomes, the real demographic threat is that background chick with the caked-on bronzer, the job in ”merchandising” and the vocal fry that could kill a Kardashian.

Observe, below — the enemy in its adopted habitat.

And if you can stomach it — for science! — there’s more where that came from.