I'm a twentysomething writer and editor living out my dream
one day • one picture • one avenue • one story at a time.
This is where I overshare and constantly write tiny love letters to New York.
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Photo reblogged from Of Vice and Men
I’ve probably been through AT LEAST 50 umbrellas since moving to New York. I’ve left a lot in cabs and bars and other random locations all over the city, but a majority of them end up like this — battered and left for dead on the side of the road. It’s quite a depressing sight.
