Xmas is just around the corner, friends.

WILDlings

“But young adults of the nineties — many of whom are, of course, the children of all the impassioned infidelities and divorces Updike wrote about so beautifully, and who got to watch all this brave new individualism and sexual freedom deteriorate into the joyless and anomic self-indulgence of the Me Generation — today’s subforties have very different horrors, prominent among which are anomie and solipsism and a particularly American loneliness: the prospect of dying without even once having loved something more than yourself.” -DFW

zoinks.

If you were to close your eyes and let the imagery of “Wasting My Young Years” take shape inside your mind, the hypnagogic debut video from London Grammar might be be a close match. There is something inconsolable about that question, “Maybe I’m wasting my young years?”; the lyrics paired with the Gary Jules’ “Mad World“-sounding melody make London Grammar’s single feel devastating yet somehow warming. Visually we see the group suspended in a flickering atmosphere, as if they were paralyzed with indecision, falling in slow motion towards an asymmetrical skid.

via The WILD

Fútbol on the river.

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above ground on the D train crossing the East River via the Manhattan Bridge.

Stand clear of the closing doors, please.