It was late.The kind of late where the world feels quieter, but not asleep.Outside a small café in Soho, under a buzzing neon sign that read Espresso Bar, he stood alone.Not scrolling. Not rushing.Just …

She wasn’t posing. She wasn’t performing.She was just… thinking.On a Chicago train, pressed to the glass, hand gripping the rail,not for balance, but for resistance.That sideways glance?Not lost. Decoding.Like someone quietly reading the world …

Ever laughed at a moment you weren’t even part of just because the energy was that contagious?I took this photo a few days ago in the middle of New York City.Total strangers.A burst of …

I took this photo in New York last weekend.I was in a rush. Just another quick shot. I barely looked.But later, when I opened the file, something felt different.Something felt… wrong.One person lies curled …