The voices cried out in protest, the Earth bucked and strained, and today the streets of SoHo are rid of The Heat!, Will Smith’s sort-of-mobile stately pleasure-dome, after the mayor’s office decreed that he should relocate it to a nearby parking lot. According to the New York Post, Smith “ain’t real happy” about the “inconvenience” of being forced to walk nearly a mile away whenever he wants to hold a conference with his staff, or use his marble-floored bathrooms, or simply run his fingers over the grooves in his Italian cherrywood cabinetry and murmur softly to himself, “I am legend, I am legend.”