Actually, for most of us among the 8.5 million, it's really a bunch of small or smaller villages. As mainly a street photographer, I talk to strangers, but so do others, especially if they're looking at maps or street signs.
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Yesterday I needed a haircut, but paused to take a selfie on Park Avenue in one of the semi-permanent artist's rendering. On the train going home, I grabbed this one of a father and daughter from Austria on their way to the American Museum of Natural History...my stop also. Sixty-eight years ago I had completed five years of German. Luckily I didn't need it; the father's English was perfect British. When we got off the train, the line to get into the museum on Central Park West was around the corner, but I showed them another entrance on 81st St. The daughter had a gmail address, so they have this shot.
The lady writing on the bus also had a gmail account.
The images of the construction workers were taken through the bus window.
Saturday morning we go to the farmer's market a couple of blocks away. The street is closed until about 3 pm. The tent you see in that shot is seen in the penultimate shot. That farm is almost two hours north of the city. They get up at 3 am to set up by 8:15 or so.
The last shot is of an Amish group that leaves their farm at 2 am. They do not drive, but hire a driver and truck. They sleep during the almost five hour trip.,
What a fun set. That produce looks so good
joecichjr
Loc: Chicago S. Suburbs, Illinois, USA
daldds wrote:
Actually, for most of us among the 8.5 million, it's really a bunch of small or smaller villages. As mainly a street photographer, I talk to strangers, but so do others, especially if they're looking at maps or street signs.
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Yesterday I needed a haircut, but paused to take a selfie on Park Avenue in one of the semi-permanent artist's rendering. On the train going home, I grabbed this one of a father and daughter from Austria on their way to the American Museum of Natural History...my stop also. Sixty-eight years ago I had completed five years of German. Luckily I didn't need it; the father's English was perfect British. When we got off the train, the line to get into the museum on Central Park West was around the corner, but I showed them another entrance on 81st St. The daughter had a gmail address, so they have this shot.
The lady writing on the bus also had a gmail account.
The images of the construction workers were taken through the bus window.
Saturday morning we go to the farmer's market a couple of blocks away. The street is closed until about 3 pm. The tent you see in that shot is seen in the penultimate shot. That farm is almost two hours north of the city. They get up at 3 am to set up by 8:15 or so.
The last shot is of an Amish group that leaves their farm at 2 am. They do not drive, but hire a driver and truck. They sleep during the almost five hour trip.,
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Great shots of mega-interest, and all are amazingly eye catching 🥇🥇🌞🥇🥇 Love the shot of the vivacious, beautiful girl with the older gentleman, and of the guy eyeing the construction bucket as if it is going to reach out and gobble him up 😁😁😁😁😁
Great series. The girl from Austria has a beautiful smile.
Nobody shows us NYC like you, David!
Terrific, interesting shots.
You keep posting your NYC images and I will keep viewing them David.
Don
Nice set of photos--enjoyed seeing these.
Thanks for an interesting set.
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