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Humans of New York – the best of June

Have you heard about the incredible city project “Humans of New York”? Are you acquainted with its creator Brandon Stanton? If not, we are giving you a sneak peak into what is it about. Brandon walks around the city with his camera, capturing New Yorkers and their stories. He then posts the photos on social networks alongside with quotes and expressions by the people he shoots. The blog conveys the message that every human is special, each person has a story worth sharing, that everyone should be celebrated and put on the stage. “Humans of New York” reminds us that the world, after all, is a happy place full of kind pure people, beautiful on the inside and outside. We share Brandon’s philosophy and believe that memories are worth being kept and shared. As a sign of admiration and support, each month we collect our favourite stories and feature them in our blog.

June 2

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“In 1968, I discovered a very eccentric pronunciation of Hebrew blended with the dialect of Provencal. There was only one man remaining who spoke it, so I met him in Monaco and recorded his voice. And I did it all without Google.

 

 

June 3

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“I changed three times before I left the house.”

 

 

June 5

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“I want to be a mailman so I can let people know when it’s their birthday.”

 

 

June 7

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“We met on a dating site twelve years ago. I sent her a message saying: ‘I want to let you know up front that I’m in a wheelchair, because I can’t hide it.’ And she wrote back: ‘Why? Is it bright yellow?’

 

 

June 8

june 8

“I’ve got lots of ideas for inventions so I’m going to be a millionaire.
“What sort of inventions?”
“Flying shoes. A Hoverboard. A freeze ray. A robot of Michael Jordan. A robot of me. And a big robot that’s two million feet tall that I can live in. That’s it for now.”

 

 

June 10

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“Can we make this quick? They’re serving tea at church.

 

 

June 11

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“I don’t want to say I was depressed, but my life has been pretty humdrum for the past eighteen years. Every day I’d wake up, eat breakfast, go to church, go back home—always the same thing. But now I’ve met this woman and suddenly I feel young again. I can’t concentrate. All I want to do is be with her. I used to eat whenever I wanted, but now I can get by on just a banana. I’m even trying to improve myself. I’m doing pushups in the morning. Can you believe that? Four herniated discs in my back, and I’m doing pushups every morning.

 

 

June 15

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“I’m not his father. I’m his friend.”

“How’d you meet?”

I love his mother. And it was a package deal.

 

 

June 16

june 16

“Seven years ago, I was sitting on the ledge of a thirteenth floor window. I’d tried to quit drinking so many times but I couldn’t do it, and I’d finally given up. My mind was racing through all the shameful things I’d done, and I kept hearing this voice saying: ‘Jump you piece of shit. Jump you piece of shit.’ So I put my hands over my ears and started rocking back and forth on the window ledge. Suddenly I heard this small, still voice: ‘Say a prayer,’ it said. And I didn’t want to hear it. It was kind of like your mother knocking on the door while you’re watching porn. But then I heard it again: ‘Say a prayer.’ So I started praying, and I totally surrendered, and I felt an evil presence leave me. And I just kept saying: ‘I can’t believe you still love me. I can’t believe you still love me.’ Then I cleaned up my room, threw away my baggies of coke, took a shower, and went to work.”

 

 

June 18

june 18

I’m single, unemployed, and late middle-aged. But I don’t really get sad. I just don’t think sadness is in my brain chemistry. When I go home to my apartment, I’ve got a faucet that releases both hot and cold water. You know how many billions of people don’t even have clean drinking water? And I’ve got two types of clean water: hot and cold.

 

 

June 22

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“Let me hide the cane. It’s only temporary.

 

 

June 25

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“It’s hard to talk to girls. I try not to look at them as girls, and just look at them as people, but it’s hard. Because they look like girls.

 

 

June 27

june 27

“We met at camp. We started off as friends. We did archery and rock climbing and art classes together. We each went to the camp dance with a boy, but afterwards we walked around and looked at the stars. Then we joked about kissing. Then we kissed.”

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