Existing Member?

Stories one frame at a time.

My Scholarship entry - What Lies Beneath the city that never sleeps.

No place like home - 

The trains rattle rattle by the 33rd Street Station, his hand drops down as I stand next to him. His body slumped over, I can hear him snoring away, the air around him intoxicated with the smell of beer.

AUSTRALIA | Friday, 5 July 2013 | Views [148]

No place like home - The trains rattle rattle by the 33rd Street Station, his hand drops down as I stand next to him. His body slumped over, I can hear him snoring away, the air around him intoxicated with the smell of beer.


< previous
2 of 5
next >

Photo Galleries

Where I've been

My trip journals