NYC

Whenever I go to Freeman Alley I take a bunch of lazy photos. It makes my camera roll a joy to scroll, because there are hundreds of these images, all clumped together with these enormous bursts of color. Over the last few days, I've been at Freeman 3

To interact with the world is to risk contagion. You can get punched in the face, or catch a cold, or get puke on your shoes, or hear or see something you wish you hadn't.

The other day I met my old friend Tze at Broadway Junction and we walked up Fulton through Cypress Hills and into Woodhaven. It wasn't on purpose, but we spent a lot of the day under the elevated. First the J, and later, the A. Emerging from Broadway

Some Photos of the Recent Snow in NYC.

Last night I was out with my boy D. doing some recon in the East Village when we walked past a Thai Dumpling spot on the western end of St. Mark's. We were like 5 paces past it, when I decided I had to go back and look