<p>Even though this was a rough week for me, I decided that I wanted to let you in a bit and drop a few moments of a chat on how gentrification compounds my grief. This is a raw edit with no full ad and no full segments, just me reflecting on how I've been grieving this week for years and how gentrification adds to that.</p><p><a href="https://bookshop.org/shop/kristenejeffers"><strong>Purchase from Kristen's Bookshop.org store</strong></a><strong> and support the podcast!</strong></p><p><strong>Never miss an episode, subscribe to our </strong><a href="https://theblackurbanist.substack.com/"><strong>Substack </strong></a><strong>or on </strong><a href="https://www.linkedin.com/build-relation/newsletter-follow?entityUrn=6906573611889754112"><strong>LinkedIn</strong></a></p><p><strong>You can also find Kristen </strong><a href="https://twitter.com/home"><strong>@blackurbanist</strong></a><strong> or </strong><a href="https://www.instagram.com/kristpattern"><strong>@kristpattern</strong></a><strong>.</strong></p> <br/><br/>Get full access to Defying Gentrification, Crafting Liberation at <a href="https://theblackurbanist.substack.com/subscribe?utm_medium=podcast&#38;utm_campaign=CTA_4">theblackurbanist.substack.com/subscribe</a>