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let-s-build-a-home:

Homeless Veteran Timelapse Transformation
mpdrolet:

Norfolk, Virginia. Sword swallower in a travelling railroad show resting between acts, May, 1942
Marjory Collins

mpdrolet:

Norfolk, Virginia. Sword swallower in a travelling railroad show resting between acts, May, 1942

Marjory Collins

nevver:

Time is a Dimension
"I joined Facebook when it was still in its infancy; my college years lined up with the network’s own coming-of-age. I cannot quite tell whether it was Facebook that matured out of that freewheeling phase, or me. All I know is that, at some point, I got it in my head that being an adult involves shutting up a lot more often."
"We talk about a culture of poverty as a way of damnation, but not as a way of comprehension. America loves winners, and tells us that we can all be winners, and it says this at such a volume that when you do not win, you might believe that something deep in your bones condemns you to losing—and believing that you might take whatever is given to you. You might be thankful for your squalor. You might come to believe that it is a divine plan for you to be under and down. I don’t want to overstate this. I simply want to say that if I punch you in the face enough times, and you lack the power to stop me, you might come to believe that it is what you deserve."

paulcurreri:

I’m Doing Something Beautiful?

"Facebook is the living dead: the most popular, least relevant social network where teenagers and adults alike gather out of fear of missing out on things that don’t even make them happy"
shakasandsinglefins:

Bolinas Lady Logger, 2013

This board looks eerily familiar.

shakasandsinglefins:

Bolinas Lady Logger, 2013

This board looks eerily familiar.

mpdrolet:


From Walkabout
Andrew Quilty
"I haven’t any right to criticize books, and I don’t do it except when I hate them. I often want to criticize Jane Austen, but her books madden me so that I can’t conceal my frenzy from the reader; and therefore I have to stop every time I begin. Every time I read Pride and Prejudice I want to dig her up and beat her over the skull with her own shin-bone."
Mark Twain (via pierre-du-soleil)

nprradiopictures:

[Photographer Mike Brodie and a couple friends] were sitting on a couch on the front porch of that punk house (because “in the South, a lot of houses have couches on the porch,” he says). As Scott casually described how a passing train was headed to New Orleans, Brodie made up his mind.

“Probably two weeks after that, I left town by myself,” he says. “I had no idea what I was doing, but I just got on a train and went somewhere.”

He brought a Polaroid Spectra and one pack of film for a three-day trip. He was 17. And that marked the beginning of a yearslong relationship with train-hopping culture and photography.

Trains, Punks, Pictures And Books You Maybe Shouldn’t Read

Photo Credit: Mike Brodie/Twin Palms