Lincoln Center, formerly San Juan Hill, was never a place I associated with a Black and Brown story. But it reminded me of something important: Black history is everywhere, even in places that feel out of reach or unrelated to our communities. Like many New Yorkers, I always saw Lincoln Center as a world of glamour, ballet, opera, symphonies, red carpets, and high culture. It felt like a place you dress up for, not a place where you learn about the people who once lived on the land beneath the plaza. I certainly did not feel like it was accessible until they introduced their pay-as-you-wish initiative. Everything shifted when I received an email newsletter about a series of events honoring San Juan Hill, including a documentary screening. The phrase “a lost neighborhood” stayed with me.