urban cadence
Sunday morning. No one else is awake, and so the stoop, the day, and all its possibilities, belongs to a man, his belly and his dog.
(east 7th street, lower east side, ny)

Sunday morning. No one else is awake, and so the stoop, the day, and all its possibilities, belongs to a man, his belly and his dog.

(east 7th street, lower east side, ny)

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