I promise that I did not take this off a wall or telephone pole; I actually found it lying on the ground and there were no others to be found anywhere.
A friend found this on his dormroom door the day he was moving out.
I found this on the floor of the F train heading to Brooklyn. This guy must be from the future or something.
Found in a 1978 Advanced Dungeons and Dragons book at the Hell’s Kitchen Flea Market.
So I just got a letter sent to my office addressed to Fat Joe, via his publicist. Unfortunately, they got the address wrong, and it wound up in my hands.
Found this on top of a music listening station while shopping at FAO Swartz, in the basement baby section. If UNO loves me, the world is still good.
I am fascinated with psychiatrics in the 1960′s – this picture has the pristine darkness of a hospital hallway while a lobotomy is being performed. I found it in a big file suitcase dumped in front of an 8th ave building in Brooklyn, one night on my way home from work. There were immigration cards, … Continued
Living off 242nd Street, I spend a lot of time on the 1 train. Recently, I was coming back uptown when this popped out at me. It was slid into the plastic covers of the overhead advertisements.
I found this photograph on filthy floor of the F Train while riding between Jay Street and Bergen Street in Brooklyn. It was just after midnight and I was almost too tired to pick it up. But then, a couple stops later, I realized I was still staring at it. I knew what I had … Continued
I sat down next to this note on the bus. It’s written on the back of some sort of messenger delivery slip. Perhaps a delivery etiquette self-reminder?