In city full of people, some of them are bound to be crazy.
And amusing. And endearing. And charming. And shocking. And inspiring.

And full of   s   t   o   r   i   e   s     r   i   p   e     f   o   r     t   h   e     t   e   l   l   i   n   g .
The premise of the blog is simple: see something that sparks the interest, tell the story here.

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10th of August 2012
 

Conversation between mother and young daughter in ice cream aisle of grocery store

Daughter:
{Tugs mommy's sleeves.} Mommy, mommy! We're out of ice cream!
Mommy:
No, we have ice cream at home.
Daughter:
{Giggles.} I was just being silly.
Mommy:
Nice try though.
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28th of July 2012
 

Park hangout!

Yo Tumblr friends-

Remember how I mentioned a second gathering (after that delightful dinner party last winter)?

Well sorry for the late notice but it’s happening today in Prospect Park, 3 pm ish, main lawn. Come out and play!

I’ll have a grill and some food/drinks; bring more to add to the mix. Look for a teal blanket to the right of the main grand army plaza entrance, or message/call/email if you need directions. (if you message and say you’re coming I’ll give you my #)

Feel free to bring friends so you don’t feel like that awkward tumblr person who doesn’t know anyone. You won’t feel like that once you get there, but feel free to bring friends just in case. :)

See you there!

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19th of July 2012
 

Gangsta Kissing

The couple was oblivious to the fact the music had ended. Minutes earlier they had been shaking their hips and rapping along to the famous closing song with everyone else, but when the music ended, they remained in their embrace. They began to kiss, and continued to kiss, with increasing vigor, as the other concert-goers streamed past, occasionally bumping an elbow or kicking the tote bag protected at their feet. They didn’t notice.

A large man, massive rather than heavyset, bald, brown-skinned, pierced, tattooed, approached them, raising both hands in a fist-pump of celebration and screaming in exultation and approval, “Gangsta kissing!!!!”

The pair continued to (gansta) kiss as the woman raised one arm and gave the man a thumb’s up.

"Give me a hug!" he continued.

The kissing couple paused, opening up slightly to allow the man to dive into the center, throwing his beefy arms around the two of them and yelling a satisfied, “Alllll riiiiiight!”

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13th of July 2012
 

Thievery

My bike got stolen, which makes me sad. But, as travelers everywhere tell themselves to get through incidents of food poisoning and missed flights, as single girls console themselves during bad dates: the bad isn’t so bad when you can make a story from it.

I haven’t got much of one in this case, but I’m sure some of you do. Post/email/message me with your sob stories of city thievery and I’ll repost so the world can weep with you in your time of loss. And also laugh at your good story. ;)

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12th of July 2012
 
jenbokoff:

Saw this outside my office today. So exciting! I even got to talk with a confused pedestrian about it. I wish there was some public education on the new sign itself instead of just on the internet, and/or that it wasn’t labeled “arcade” (very archaic!) but hey, this is great.

City Stories approves of archaic arcades.

jenbokoff:

Saw this outside my office today. So exciting! I even got to talk with a confused pedestrian about it. I wish there was some public education on the new sign itself instead of just on the internet, and/or that it wasn’t labeled “arcade” (very archaic!) but hey, this is great.

City Stories approves of archaic arcades.

(Source: jenbokoff)

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hellayego:

Lazy Dating. #nyc #brooklyn #bedstuy #dating #hotties #match #dot #com (Taken with Instagram)

What a dream boat.

hellayego:

Lazy Dating. #nyc #brooklyn #bedstuy #dating #hotties #match #dot #com (Taken with Instagram)

What a dream boat.

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11th of July 2012
 
anjulikb:

#subway #sunset #tracks #bushwick #brooklyn (Taken with Instagram)

anjulikb:

#subway #sunset #tracks #bushwick #brooklyn (Taken with Instagram)

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fixitinpost:

Want to get to know your neighbors, drag a Ms. Pac-Man arcade cabinet 3 blocks through your neighborhood, then take it apart on your stoop. You become the talk of the street apparently.
More pictures to come later…

But what does the street say?

fixitinpost:

Want to get to know your neighbors, drag a Ms. Pac-Man arcade cabinet 3 blocks through your neighborhood, then take it apart on your stoop. You become the talk of the street apparently.

More pictures to come later…

But what does the street say?

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10th of July 2012
 

I’m going to recycle it

I only saw the hand that tossed the bottle; the face and body were obscured by a traffic light, or moving pedestrians at the crowded Chinatown intersection. The plastic bottle bounced off the rim of the garbage barrel and plunked down to the street, inches from where I held my bike still, waiting for the light to change. The body attached to the hand moved on, oblivious.

I began to lean over to reach for it when a small, geeky boy in oversized glasses and oversized T-shirt leaped from the sidewalk to the front of the garbage bin and swooped up the bottle.

He noticed me watching up and gawked up at me self-consciously. “Well done,” I said. “I was about to pick it up and throw it away.”

"I’m going to recycle it," he said, then hopped back onto the sidewalk and disappeared into the crowd.

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6th of July 2012
 

KARA VANDERBIJL: 102 degrees is a person Slightly fevered, pulling back the bright...

cityography:

102 degrees is a person
Slightly fevered, pulling back
the bright white corners of the sky,
(swinging feet out of bed)
A damp palm leaving imprints on passing mirrors, a pair of ice cubes turning juice to pale foam in the bottom of a sticky glass
Reeks of sun, sweat, sweet sick rotten things…

Can we get an amen?

(Source: karavanderbijl)

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