There could be a million explanations for this, and I can only speculate on most of it, but if we can all be adults for a moment, we can lay down some ground rules…Rule number 1: Don’t dress your child in anything that even resembles anything related to PENN STATE. Rule number 2: See Rule Number One!!
Photographs are an amazing phenomenon. They tell us a healthy about the subject of the portrait…and sometimes, inadvertently, much more about someone else.
We all have our weird hobbies, and, for some, those include standing on a Boston street corner pretending to be a coin-operated dancer for tourists and passersby. Once upon a time, a kid stayed inside his room in Boston all the time, not doing this, and he created Facebook and now he wipes his ass with hundreds.
The after-after-after hours Brooklyn-bound train tends to be much more relaxed than any other time of day. It’s a nice break from the clusterfuck of New York; like nap time for grown ups.
While Mr. Right had been an image of spirit and optimism, Mr. All-Night seemed to have slipped into troubled times and was never to be seen again.