One Man’s Trash
I found this in a telephone booth on Broadway and 12th in New York City. It is a photocopy, but I thought I’d send it your way!
I found this in a telephone booth on Broadway and 12th in New York City. It is a photocopy, but I thought I’d send it your way!
Found on the 6 train during Fleet Week.
I found this on a bench while waiting for the Lexington Ave. subway. It’s so carefully crafted and the sentiment rings so true, that I had to pick it up. Oddly, it’s drawn on the back of a truck driver’s pay stub, which I think somehow adds to the authentic feel of it. My girlfriend … Continued
I found this on the floor of the F train heading to Brooklyn. This guy must be from the future or something.
I found this doodle littering a Boston red line subway train. I only hope that this guy actually exists somewhere.
I found this photograph on the stairs at the 23rd Street blue line subway stop.
There’s obviously a story behind this, unless the artist just happens to have an affinity for Subway, chicken legs, body builders, and love.
Found on the subway. So many things to ponder here: the use of a half of a paper with a pixilated wreath on the back, the date written at the top (the first World Trade Center bombing), the gentle script.
My girl friend, her sister, and I found this card among a bunch of shredded wrapping paper on Christmas Eve at the 96th St. subway station. The card had clearly been crumpled and discarded, but the gift was gone.
I found this note on the ground in a subway station. Here’s what I love about it: 1. It makes one queasy to see someone with fifth-grade writing skills talkin’ nasty. Now, I pray she isn’t actually in fifth grade but the loopdy-doop handwriting doesn’t plead the case she’s not. Spelling-error-prone sex talk reminds you … Continued