28 December 2008

arrival brooklyn, a photo series

My PB for your ham and Swiss?

put yours in.

rip and peer.

they don't know (he's around the corner)

eyes and dangles.

sure pattern.

they brooksauce.

wisp & black.


Arrival NYC. The humidity feels warm and good. I sat down to wait on the E. Woman and child sit behind me. The child leans into me. I am suddenly aware: people don't touch in Seattle, the way they do in New York City. There is reason that the film Crash was developed around an LA scene. You can't get more down with the people, then you can on the subway. It's an uncanny lesson in humanity that exists in this metropolis and no where else I have ever encountered.

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