Too raw, too alive—
I didn't plan the route. I just showed up with ink and paper and let the city tell me where to go.
Times Square — Day 12
Not the tourist version.
The real New York.
One bench. Four hours.
Pigeons. Chess players. A saxophonist. Sidewalks and subway steps, bodegas and bridges, jazz spots and graffiti walls.
Washington Square Park — Day 7
Line by line. Corner by corner.
From Chinatown to the Bronx, from Wall Street to Washington Square. You might spot a corner you've walked past a hundred times.
Because this isn't a souvenir. It's an unfiltered portrait of New York.
Chinatown — Day 19
