WRITTEN PORTRAITS of people sPotted IN NYC.

The Almost Man

He kept telling us we could make thousands if we just sent them a letter. He kept telling us to trust him, to trust this almost man with his slickly combed hair, a toupee only real. He told us we could trust him, but then he used us like the grease in his hair. He slapped us on only to wash us off in the shower later that night.

Spotted buying a coffee at a Starbucks in Washington, DC

The Moley Woman

Like Father, Not Son