I have so many memories of the way NYC looked in the 80s, it was a wild place y’all. My mother would love to take us to the Museum of Natural History so we took the bus there on the weekends. As soon as you get off the bus you can smell the piss and funk coming off the street. Right in front of the Port Authority there was garbage everywhere, you had to watch your feet. Walking down 42nd street was fun. My mother hated it, because there were so many porn shops and sex shows all over. I loved it. (lol) As bad as the city looked, we enjoyed ourselves. NYC has a personality of it’s own, New York is like that crazy family member who always make the party fun. Over time they cleaned up the area, but we lost some of the flavor NY had. I believe crime is lower than it used to be, which is good. People would get robbed and beat up on the trains everyday. Even with all of this crazy shit going on, we loved to go there for the culture, the food and to see something totally different from New Jersey. I did not take these photos, but this is the style of street photography I love. Play the music when you view the photos, it helps the experience.
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Summer, The Lower East Side, 1937.
USA. New York City. 1978. Trendy, looking tough, but only pussycats.
Andy Warhol, Studio 54, West 54th street, 1978
December 17, 1974. Unemployed persons in New York in line in front of a welfare office during the economic crisis brought on by 1973 oil shortages. Le 17 décembre 1974, à New York, en pleine crise économique qui sévit suite à la crise pétrolière de 1973, des chômeurs font la queue devant un bureau d’aide sociale.
Celebrating the second annual Christopher Street Gay Liberation Day, marchers cross 34th Street in New York, June 27, 1971. The march, moving from Greenwich Village up Sixth Avenue, will end with a rally in Central Park. More than 3,000 people participate in the parade marking the end of “Gay Pride Week’ in New York City.