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Found some pictures from spring break on my digital camera. See you again soon, my love.
Villa all’Argentario Lazzarini Pickering Architetti
My strategy
One day I will come here.
Just saw this babe.
🙏 Vegas you so pretty like this
New York City is the Subway
New York isn’t the Statue of Liberty or the Empire State Building. It isn’t the Chrysler Building or Madison Avenue.
New York is the subway. Where else do you feel so uncomfortably comfortable?
Where else do you see the daily race of people in well-pressed suits sharing space with the freelance artistis and the sales associates and the university students and the tourists?
Humans are best illustrated when they’re all bought together and given one purpose.
To get from Point A to Point B. You can be the two most different people in the world. And yet you’re both waiting for the same train, sharing the same space with hundreds of other people stuck in transit.
In-between moments. Isn’t that what they are? And in-between moments is when you learn to appreciate New York City.
Because then you learn to love it for your own reasons, not the ones you get out of glossy tourist guidebooks or catalogs.
You love the smell of that food stand on your way to work and the variety in the hat shop you tracked down.
In-between moments show you the city’s filth. The assholes. The kind strangers. The diversity. The danger. The putrid smells. The crowded seats.
But they show you the reality, which can be pretty poignant when you’ve been living your whole life with your eyes closed and headphones in.
This is so freaking beautiful. Thank you for expressing in words the emotions that I could not about my experience of New York.
In the 1980s, the New York City subway was a gritty center for gangs and crime. The trains were covered with graffiti and being a passenger alone late at night was not recommended. But, in 1981, fearless young photographer Christopher Morris wasn’t deterred by the frequent violence and harsh conditions.
Only 22-years-old at the time, Morris was working as an intern at photo agency Black Star and was determined to make something of himself as a photographer. So, without hesitation, he ventured underground to document the NYC experiences through his lens. This captivating series depicts the poorly lit cars, the dirty windows, and the overall decrepit conditions of New York’s underground transportation.
Today, the award-winning photojournalist is also a contract photographer for TIME. According to the agency, the recently rediscovered photographs “provide a window on a long-gone New York, a metropolis that once pulsed with a very different energy—a frenetic, dangerous tone—than one feels in most of the city’s neighborhoods today. But even back then, as Morris’ pictures attest, Gotham remained an always fascinating and, at times, disarmingly beautiful place.”
Commuters, Uptown 4/5/6 Platform, Union Square
East 35th Street
Source: koborin
Because I'm missing NYC right now.
when you [actively or not] choose who you want and don’t want in it anymore. You make time for those that you still want to keep in touch with & the rest— well, life goes on.
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