New York Fucking City

You've seen the shirts on Canal Steet. You always think of buying one. Maybe as a gag gift... Maybe you want to buy it for a relative who gets a kick out of you living in New York. But there's something else about the phrase. It's not just the 'fuck' or the 'New York'. It's something trashy, but it's something you can't judge. It's something you want, but something you'll never get. Because, by the time you get it, you want something else...

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May
18th

Sun

peterwknox:

jeralyndwile:

yourdp:

Feel so alive! (via lfarm)

This feeling is known as: AHHHHH I’M IN NEW YORK FUCKING CITY WHEEEEEEEEEE!

Only available in New York.

Check out our sister company at: AHHHHHHHHHH! I’m on Mount Fucking Everest! WHEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Apr
3rd

Thu

bullshit:

Mar
23rd

Sun

Fort Greene Park at sunset

Mar
6th

Thu

Mar
5th

Wed

Trademark counterfeiting

Canal St., Chinatown

3.3.08

Feb
29th

Fri

Dano was filled with what Paul Gianelli, one of John White’s defense attorneys, called “a warped sense of chivalry” and Dano’s godfather, Gregg Sarra, preferred to characterize as “valor, protecting a woman, honor.

— “The Color of Blood” by Calvin Trillin; The New Yorker, March 3

Feb
28th

Thu

(via milhouse)

Feb
27th

Wed

Come Play

Down every shit street in this goddamn town, stink comes up from the gutters. It’s the shit most people would run from, and we live with it everyday. New York will never get better, it will never learn its lesson. New York only knows hows to take… and if it ever gives, it won’t give a shit whether it’s what you want or not. This shit is bigger than you, and this is you last chance…