Category: Men of New York

Amazing how one picture can change everything.
This one almost did just that. I saw a man with a red backpack adjusting his yarmulke, when suddenly “Der Rote Lastwagon” made its fateful left turn. Suddenly the Bechers became seekers and had me over to their house, full of other important Dusseldorfians. Shore swore it was not a bore. Ladd was glad. Bram said Damn! Stuart said screw it, and almost stopped taking pictures. Gilden left the building. Peters said it was sweeter. Turpin started chirping. Blake said it was Jake. Eric became hysteric. Harper said it was sharper. Poor Vivian, almost came back from oblivion. Meyerowitz hired it for Bystander. Even Colberg called to apologize for bashing “street” for so many years…
But then Frank said it stank and it was over.