Friday, June 9 2017
Whatever Williamsburg ever was, it's a white man, middle-aged, on Bedford Avenue, sitting on the curb, slobbering on an unlit cigar, in front of an Equinox, drunk, and leering, now.
Monday, April 3 2017
While his coworkers labored elsewhere on the rooftop, this man sat and reclined in the sunlight that passed between the nearby highrises.
Friday, March 17 2017
I forgot this was the day of the spiritual quest to become blackout drunk to honor a long-dead Irish snake charmer and that the pilgrims convened in this area.
Wednesday, March 1 2017
Friday, February 24 2017
Observered on Gates Ave at Broadway in Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn.
Saturday, January 28 2017
Alessandra moved in today. The van fit all that she had.
Sunday, January 22 2017
This one particular seagull was more contemplative than the others. Was it joy at the bounty? Did it recognize the rooster on the Corn Flakes box?
Tuesday, January 10 2017
Observed while I waited for the Brooklyn bound A train.
Monday, January 9 2017
Seen curbside in Bed-Stuy.
Friday, December 16 2016
Frost-brew stuntin' to catastrophe.
Monday, December 12 2016
The combo, white laces in Doc Martens, as I've ever known, is a sign the wearer is a White Power Skinhead.
Wednesday, December 7 2016
A security guard, one of many at the Battery Park Marina, communicates.
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