Hey who am I to judge this kid’s style. If he wants his pants to fall down so we can see his boxer’s or wear his sneakers without laces it’s cool. 18 karat gold mouth, probably not the best thing in the long run, but once again, I’ll reserve judgement for the time being, cause I remember when letting one’s hair grow past his shoulder was radical. The only thing that sucks, is the gang shit which has these teens choosing Blood vs. Crip when they’re still in junior high. I think the wrong color bandanna can get a kid killed these days. When we were kids we just listened to the Grateful Dead, instead of feeling Grateful not to be dead!
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Black and White Street Photographs of New York City by Matt Weber 