The first thing that caught my eye when I entered the city was a man standing straight and shitting on the street next to a Steve Madden shoe store. "Perfect" – I thought.
If you ever thought that something was "normal" or "ought to be like..", then, in NYC, you'll definetely be forced to think it all over. The city is a kind of place where you can find everything and everyone; it has some sick and moonstruck vibe that I have never experiened anywhere in Europe nor Asia – when you walk on the streets, its like, you dont have any feeling of what may happen on the corner in front of you. Somebody might grap your arm and whisper that doomsday is coming, spit a gospel tune in your face, or something completely third – and frankly, I like it.