hobokenites

That's what we're called, the residents of Hoboken. And here are some new friends (who will hopefully be gone soon- I'm sick of the cold).

I think the one on the other side of the beer drinkers is meant to be a goddess-ish sculpture. Hobokenites come in all different styles.

happy valentine's day

un-expectations

I was near Union Square and saw this huge black man get out of the passenger side of a monster car- those anti-city, anti-earth, anti-anyone-else-on-the-road SUVs- with tinted windows and all. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone.

And a baby's pacifier accidentally fell out and hit the ground.

How sweet and unexpected.