Midtown Manhattan stands unphased as sprinkles turn into a thunderstorm. Life always goes on.
The Manhattan Bridge stretches it’s arms towards the city.
Close-up view of a purple dress at H&M in Manhattan. Thousands pieces of wafer-thin plastic shimmer in the store’s fluorescent lights and bleached walls.â¨
From afar, it really is quite hideous.
The Washington Monument begins to dry after torrential storms tear through the area, revealing invisible variations in the texture of the stone.
In the center of a busy Philadelphia Mall, light pours in through the windowed ceiling. Thousands stream by it on the hurried way from here to there, most without even a passing glance. Everyone ignores the lonely piano, just asking for a few measures of attention.
A gigantic mural illustrating W.E.B. Dubois’ historic survey of the Seventh Ward in Philadelphia and groundbreaking study on African American life in the Ward.
The rough, grippy surface of an aircraft carrier is designed to prevent slips in even the most dangerous of seas. In all other seas, it really tears up shoes.
I was taking a photo of minimalist architecture. Or I was trying to. Across the plaza, this young guy caught me, and decided to ruin my architecture shot, and create something much better with his cocky pose.
Thousands of people stop by the Golden Gate Bridge everyday to take photos. But it's not too often that the person taking the photo is also the one posing. The DSM-IV diagnosis for this poor lady is photo-pose syndrome.
Nothing to do, nothing to see, no one to talk to, nowhere to be.
A tunnel crosses the 94 freeway in San Diego. There's no telling what, or who, lies ahead. But there's only one way to go.
Restaurant. Restaurant. Store. Restaurant. The Gaslamp in San Diego is a high-rent downtown tourist trap. There's no room for variety here, unless you count cuisine options. But hidden amongst the food is this gorgeous warehouse devoted entirely toâ¦dry cleaning.