Humans of New York... Nova-iorquinos...

I have a new favorite blog and I would like to share it with all of you. "Humans of New York" is an amazing blog! I found it via the Brazilian newspaper, "O Estado de S. Paulo".  Each post is a picture taken by the author Brandon Stanton, that began to take photos of the New York City’s inhabitants in the summer of 2010.  Brandon Stanton took nearly 5,000 portraits and he wrote 50 stories. To know more about Brandon, please click Here.
Eu gostaria de compartilhar com vocês um blog muito interessante, o "Humans of New York", que encontrei via "O Estado de S. Paulo", jornal que leio diariamente. Cada post publica uma foto clicada pelo autor Brandon Stanton, que começou a fotografar os nova-iorquinos no verão de 2010. Brandon clicou cerca de 5.000 fotos e escreveu 50 reportagens. Para conhecer o trabalho de Brandon, favor clicar Aqui. 

These two were acting like complete teenagers. When I walked up, she was nuzzling her head against his shoulder. She giggled the entire time I talked with them, while he kept a big goofy grin on his face. And whenever I asked about their relationship, she clutched his arm, looked at him just like this, giggled, then said: “We’re not telling!” (Monday 14 April 2014)

“We depend on each other more than we used to.”   (Monday 21 July 2014)

“She helps me with my math homework. When I run out of fingers to count on, she lets me use her fingers too.” (Thursday 1 January 2015)

"By nature I am a facilitator. I’m always trying to explain away things, or cover them up. I thought I was just being compassionate and understanding. But my son says, ‘Mom, you are a facilitator.’ I guess it’s a new concept." (Monday 26 May 2014)

"We’re going to Grandma and Grandpa’s house."
"What do you do at Grandma and Grandpa’s house?"
"Anything I want." (Saturday 7 March 2015)

"Do you remember the greatest day you’ve ever spent together?"
"I’d say Christmas Eve in Kabul when we drank that bottle of champagne at the French restaurant, and you got drunk for the first time.""I was going to say the time we were in South Africa during the World Cup and we went on that safari in the park near Botswana, and we came up on an oasis and every type of animal was there at the exact same time." (Sunday 28 December 2014)

"He’s always supported a sense of independence in me."
"How has he done that?"
"By letting me do what I damn well please." (Monday 2 June 2014)

"With how far the younger generation has gotten off track, there’s a lot of grandparents like me that sit around and worry about their grandbabies and great grandbabies." (Thursday 17 April 2014)

"I wasn’t lucky enough to have ever found what I wanted to do. Don’t get me wrong— I did nicely. But I never found my passion" (Saturday 19 April 2014)

“She gets me out of the house.” (Thursday 31 July 2014)

"I’m happier than a pig in shit." (Friday 11 April 2014)

"He’s one day old. I still can’t believe that he’s real and that he came out of me." (Tuesday 11 November 2014)

“Some aches and pains, but I’m enjoying being eighty. It’s not nearly as bad as I thought it was going to be. I underestimated the pleasures of an unstructured life.” (Wednesday 30 July 2014)

"Her name is Butch." (Monday 22 December 2014)

"What do you feel most guilty about?"
"Not finishing my novel. I’ve already built the room where I’m going to write it at my house in Sag Harbor. The walls of the room are painted Venetian red. It has shelves filled with every book I’ve ever read. There’s a scallop striped Victorian chair. A little pine desk— two feet by three feet, with all my pens lined up, and an 18th Century sang de bouef vase lamp. And there’s a French door with a step that goes out onto the roof so I can look at the clouds. I have everything I need. Except the time." (Friday 31 October 2014)

“Friends should be friends together, and play together, and not let another friend be lonely. They should make a game together, and have fun together, and not let them kick people or punch people. They should also watch fairy movies and play in the park" (Monday 3 November 2014)

"You know you’re getting older when people start to over-explain things to you. I was signing up for a course last week, and this twenty-something girl started explaining the payment options. She was talking very slowly, and kept repeating herself. Give me a break. I have a Masters in business." (Sunday 8 February 2015)

"Despite being from Norway, and having a very limited grasp of English, they made a heroic attempt to answer my questions. She likes that “he’s always there when I’m sad.” And according to him, she’s a “Good runner. And good garden worker.” (Monday 2 June 2014)

"This is my neighbor. She only speaks Mandarin, so we’ve never had a conversation. But she’s brought me a handful of candy every day for 20 years." (Saturday 25 October 2014)

“I’ve played at nightclubs and concerts all across the Caribbean. I’m only doing this job for survival. I came to America to be famous" (Tuesday 3 March 2015)

When given a choice between something adventurous and something conventional, I always tried to choose the most adventurous thing." "Do you remember the most frightened you’ve ever been?"After my second miscarriage, I was worried that I’d waited too late. But I ended up having three children, at the age of 40, 41 and 43." (Wednesday 24 December 2014)

"I’m bringing leaves to my friend!" (Tuesday 21 October 2014)