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September 15, 2008 |
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Downtown, Brooklyn and Queens
FOUND by Jesse Lockwood
in New York City, New York
I found this photograph on the stairs at the 23rd Street blue line subway stop.
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
i'd rather see a list.
10-4, lars. I read you five by five.
So would I.
Um... Yeah stairs... so??!
Well, escalator, possibly; no ... stairs, you're right; heading up to the subway platforms.
I wonder why this Find was lost in the first place, though. Maybe because it was a lousy mistake?
Or maybe Mike - from today's other Find - decided to get a job as a photographer.
What a letdown.
Quit whining, you punks. It's the Stairway to Heaven.
Look closely. There is a crazy drug deal going down.
... I like it. Better than I like you.
Then you are boring.
Looks like the stairway to Hell,maybe the 21st century equivalent of the River Styx.
Boring!
Creepy.
Dear Find Guys:
Did you not get the really cool find I sent you approximately two years ago? Did you loose it? Did you loose every other find ever sent to you except for this one? I'm baffled.
Sincerely,
John
Yes, too baffled to find a dictionary!
If you look closely, you can see...um...well...
www.wunderground.com is a cool place to get radar images combined with satellite photography.
This is kitsch. B-A-D!!!
Although, I do like what A GHOST called it, "Stairway To Heaven".
It's just an unintentionally-snapped photo; somebody made contact with the shutter while they were on the escalator. Yawn.
No wonder it was thrown away.
This isn't a real find--it's just litter. Next thing you know they'll be posting used bus tickets.
Weak Sauce
Dear Joh(n),
Perhaps your Finds were too loose, and they corrupted all the good Finds, leaving only bad photos of subway stations, Walmart shopping lists and passive-agressive notes to bad parkers and lazy (or scared) offspring.
Love,
Nightingale
Just because something is found doesn't mean you have to share it - sometimes it flew out of the garbage receptable is was meant for. Just sayin' is all. And, sometimes when I get loose I get found, too. Whatever...
Dear Night in gale,
Perhaps!
BTW, I love it when you call me "Joh(n)". It's my only nickname. With a name like John you really need a nickname, and Joh(n) is perfect.
Love,
John
Dear Joh(n). How do you pronounce your nickname? I also have issue with lame founds being posted, when i have sent in at least 4 or 5. One, specifically meant for 4:20, but i think i sent it too short notice. I've been scannign mine and sending them that way. I wonder if they're just not good enough scans. Maybe i'll package them all up and send them with an SASE.
Mike had been living in the subway tunnels almost since he had arrived in New York from Duluth (His parents threw him out the autumn after he had graduated high school.) He was still amazed at the things that New Yorkers threw out that were still perfectly usable. He and the people he lived down there were fairly comfortable, all things considered. It wasn't like "Friends" or nothin' but it was okay. Warmer than Duluth in the winter, anyway.
He figured if he read "Catcher in thr Rye" just another time or two, he'd get it figured out. There were messages in that book, if your eyes were open to receive them.
Meanwhile, today he had to go to the surface and score some food (again, amazing what New Yorkers throw out that's almost perfectly good). Holden Caulfield never had it so good. Mike staggered up the stairs at the 23rd Street station and was temporarily blinded by the light. It would be a good night.
Those losers back in Duluth wouldn't know what hit them, once he got "Catcher" figured out, wrote his own book, and came blasting back into town on one of those author tour things. Just you wait!
Night,
I'm reading your mind right now.
Kat
PS I thought this was a photo taken surreptitiously in a casino of a weird slot machine. I'm glad you guys were here to clear that up for me.
@mona: just pronounce it the same way you pronounce "John". I'll know what you mean.
Does the reflection of the lights look pissed off?
I'm starting to have second thoughts about the walmart shopping list I sent in.
right on Joh(n). those are the best kind of nicknames, aren't they? better than those embarrassing ones. You have to be careful with nicknames, tho, my husband's been stuck with his since the age of 2. When we were married, he said to me 'maybe you could call me by my real name.' ... nope, didn't happen.
Kat,
What am I, an open book? Maybe a loose-leaf notebook scrawled with the random thoughts of a lunatic? Or a trashy romance novel? Or perhaps I'm the next issue of Dirty Found, or the last dirty, dog-eared copy of Found #5, the Crime Issue? I feel so exposed....(where did my nipple covers go?)
Night
For being such a "lame" find, it certainly has inspired a lot of discussion. Most of which seems aggressively trageted toward one another... Hmm.
As per John's nickname, I was mentally pronouncing it Joh-hon. Two syllables. I guess that's the effect parentheses have on my mind.
However, it is my personal opinion that this find is indeed, "weak sauce." I'm not one to complain, though... It just makes me appreciate the "good" finds more.
Joh(n) and Kat know I'm not being aggressive, right? You're 2 of my favorite posters. xx
Does the reflection of the lights look pissed off? Hmmmmm...that's something I hadn't considered before. So if we through a stone at a streetlight we could really be hurting its feelings? Hmmmmmmmmmm...
@Night: no aggression detected on this end.
Not to mention many other interesting websites.
@Joh(n): ok, good. And I know Kat's cool. I'm just trying to have a good time. 8-)
Radio and television can also be a source of entertainment.
I'm slowly learning to put my Aggress-O-Meter on its lowest setting when I'm communicating online because it's so easy to misinterpret the spirit of what someone has written. Sometimes I just turn it off completely.
That's smart. And funny. Maybe the Found guys can build in an automatic Aggress-O-Meter. That way everyone can benefit.
Alan, are you sooo bored?
Where's the blue line?
I noted no aggression or passive aggression whatsoever on your part, Nightingale. But what Kat said made me LAUGH!! (out LOUD!!) (still laughing. okay, well maybe just chuckling.)
(Alan, you yourself are a source of infinite entertainment.)
And to the rest of you, complaining about the Find's reading on the bore-o-meter. Holy jumped up Jesus on an escalator. You seriously sound like a bunch of junkies who just found out they got bunk shit for that $40. GO OUT and Find your own Stuff! Create your own website, and entertain the masses.
Good luck with that.
...and who doesn't like to occasionally curl up with a good book?
My favorite form of entertainment is in the palm of my hand.
@Chrome I was thinking the same thing this morning when only about 10 people had posted! Good Grief people a "bad" Find just means we posters get to be even more creative than usual. If you can't be creative than just skip it. I do. :-) Smile, life isn't as bad as you think.
Chromey, you were laughing because you were actually reading my mind as I was reading Night's mind.
I know from which I speak: Joh(n) is pronounced "John with an 'nnnn'".
@ Lance: is it smaller than a bread box?
When I first saw this photo this morning, I thought it looked kind of mysterious. Then I found that the longer I stared at it, the more I expected a little girl in a white gown and long black hair to make her way into the photo with jerky movement. She would pause momentarily at the top of the stairs, facing me. Then she would make her way down with the same jerky movements as before. Once she found her way to the bottom, she would pause once more, before she started to move towards me and then begin to climb out from the computer screen. As I was distracted by her hands moving out of the screen and then on to the keyboard, I didn't notice her raise her head, to peer at me through the sheet or dark black hair. I looked up to meet her eyes, just as she ate my face.
Subway, the sandwich place?
I don't remember a blue line at any Subway. Maybe it is a New York thing.
(@ Lance..) "you'll have to just keep carrying your divine seed in your hand..."
@Kat and Chrome: shhh.
(Next thing you know Madame Woo will show up and scare away all the cute guys.)
ummm...er...not a pretty picture, Lance. And to the previous post, thanks for the visual. I may never shake hands with males again.
Well I just have to say I think it's allright to say a find sucks. What the hell? Shhh.. nobody say it sucks, lets just banter on and learn more about each other.
This find does suck.
Chrome, you obviously don't know junkies.
@ LANCE- I bet your right palm is your best friend, too?! No?
Come on! Yes it is! That's got to be the most hilarious comment ever!
I felt a suffuse spread over my cheeks!! (No pun intended!!)
wow, this is fantastic. it has a majestic feel to it. :]
It's no good yelling "Don't go up there!" This is a slasher movie and the dumb kids HAVE to go up there!
Oh, this makes me miss NY soo much... 23rd st. was my stomping grounds :)