Brooklyn’s Zine Fair Prints in Williamsburg

Williamsburg pressed last night with Brooklyn’s Zine Fair, inking NYC’s spring at a Kent lot. Zinester Jay Patel stacked mags as 300 shopped, a $10 ticket fest of pulp. It’s borough pages—pure BK vibe, staples hot. A kid nabbed a comic; a pro bagged a rant. ‘Brooklyn reads—this is it,’ Patel says, folding sheets. The stalls turned press.

The fair’s fresh—March 19’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing rows by noon. Patel’s a Bushwick printer; last night’s crowd hit max—ink smudged. A latecomer nabbed a stack; cash buzzed—NYC grit glowed. Runs one day—print ruled. #BKZineFair trended; Queens wants a staple.

Some griped—’Too niche,’ sniped a newbie, dodging stacks. Wind flipped—tables held; finds rolled. A rival’s pitching a Greenpoint zine, splitting pages. Still, 400 stayed—words reigned. Williamsburg’s never printed so bold.

Patel’s teasing a monthly run, maybe a swap if spring bites. ‘NYC’s voice—this speaks it,’ he says, packing stacks. The fair’s a Brooklyn win—grit meets pulp. It’s a zine rush; catch the next. Bring a pen—lines call.