Lomography F2 400
To revive my inspiration, I put another requirement on April. I shot from West Fourth Street to East Fourth Street, choosing a new block each day.
Many of the photos can be filed under “here’s a photo of something stupid because I almost got my ass kicked by some serious looking dudes with meth mouth,” so, I encourage you to read captions on the images that look strangely out of place. (Hint: the phone booth is a good one.)
Some photos in this month also have no caption because, well, I didn’t want to. So, stop judging me.