I adore this area in Brooklyn, stretched between the Williamsburg and BedStuy. There is a huge Hasidic jews population here. The deeper I go the harder it becomes to figure out whether this is still New York or some other placeless place. neighborhood seems so unique to me that every time I get here I feel so touched. Maybe because this area exemplifies how a community may be able to retain all its individual character in the middle of this sizzling global metropolis.

urban drifters

The rough patterns of the Williamsburg bridge shadows.

urban drifters

I’m practicing my magical powers to turn myself invisible when walking in such areas and neighborhoods. I just want so much to become a part of it for a moment, to grasp what it is everyone is breathing with here.


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