I Love New York
I was running around town the other night and was twice reminded of why I love this city and tiny little digital cameras that fit into your pants pocket. Where else in the world can you go into a landmark shop for exotic teas and end up with a red leather ball gag? And then, on your way home, encounter ghosts of a forgotten century?


...and I love your photos.
asdf - I didn't realize you can't post a no-text-body comment here.

nyc
the fact that you even found another reason to love this town is worthy of props 














Oh boy...
The Leather Man. I have a pair of custom leather jeans they made, which I'm sure I'll fit into again one of these days.
Sniff.