Phones and people. People and phones. This is the kind of thing you’ll come across on the Brooklyn train today.
When you peek inside New York windows, this is what you can see.
Sometimes I realize what a plebe I am. I will, for example, never sit in the middle of Central Park with my four pure-bred dogs while an artist painstakingly captures the moment in a painting. I don’t know whether this is a rich person thing or a dog lover thing or simply a “weird people”… Read more »
Washington Square Park has its fair share of extraordinary characters. This Sunday, one of them went straight for the fountain.
I spent this weekend in Indiana (the visit may definitely seem random if you don’t consider the conference that brought me there) and, on my way into town, saw these pixie-coloured stumps in the middle of a grassy field. I’m not quite sure what they are or who has put them there, but I think… Read more »
I really want to see these salt flats. One day.