
Ricoh GR3 handheld.
Airin out some stinky ass bobo sandals in the food storage room. Chinatown, New York City.

Ricoh gr3 handheld.
Currently one of the most tagged up Subway entrances is ironically the station entrance under the Court House Bankruptcy building.
The lighting is too ill in person.

Fuck the MTA.
Now with my train all fucked, ending in Manhattan not heading to brooklyn, I have to make an annoying transfer. Alllll the way down at South Ferry. I hate this part of town, but it sometimes looks the most ‘New York’.
I like to tell visitors to walk the small pathways and brick streets at night. It is desolate. It looks like New York City from 20 years ago. Sometimes even further back.
Suddenly you come across mirror glassed towers, full of empty offices and silence.
Only thing the visuals can remind you of is the ending of Fight Club.

Ricoh gr3 handheld.
Smell of fish guts. It totally permeates this corner.
I honestly cant get enough of the smells this city has to offer.
I think what makes smaller cities boring is the lack of stink.
Super intricate tunnels I now view every morning at Atlantic Terminal in Boerum Hill, Brooklyn. The 4, 5, 2, and 3 come through this intersection.
I sometimes want to walk these tunnels at this location. The beautiful mess of these used/unused tracks tangling together would give me insane aesthetic pleasure. But considering the train traffic, it might be the last walk I ever take.









