I’m not sure where I was when I came upon these kids. I took very few pictures of people on my cross country trip and wish I had been more aggressive in that dept…I was feeling like a stranger in a strange land, having never left New York for more than a few days. The negatives from this trip were sitting around collecting dust for the past nineteen years and I finally took them out a few weeks ago. Turns out that there were plenty of shots that were decent enough to scan and I suppose the trip was much more successful than I had thought. Maybe it’s just the passage of time which has a way of making certain pictures seem more special than they really are…
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Black and White Street Photographs of New York City by Matt Weber 
In 1992 i could have been that little boy. This as an image taken in the last five years would, has, little interest to me. But being an image contemporary with me i find myself wondering/dreaming are they maturing Jedi padawan or Sith apprentices, heroes or anti heroes, America’s finest or rejects.We think in either or’s but maybe they’re just caught in the mid tone monotony .How has their reality lived up to their dreams?
Twenty years and they could be anyone, anywhere…even in jail, or maybe law school. Too many possibilities, but I like to dream and wonder about stuff like this…
i’m sorry my final sentence isn’t as clearly rhetorical on here as it was in my mind. i didn’t expect you to have an answer, from how you introduced them in your description but i am grateful for your reply and your time.