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HUMANS OF NEW YORK

Har dere hørt om prosjektet "Humans of New York?". Det er bilder og små historier av menneskene som bor i New York. Det er vakkert, hjerteskjærende, morsomt og tankevekkende. Under her har jeg delt bilder med tilhørende tekst samt noen tekster uten bilder(for at det ikke skulle bli så mye). Dette bør dere lese og sjekke ut mer på hjemmesiden deres eller på Facebook. 

1. “I want to be a positive male influence in their lives. We’re big on building foundations. I tell them: ‘There’s not going to be a switch that flips once you become an adult, and suddenly you start acting right. Every decision you make matters. Because once you’re older, you’re going to revert back to the same behavior you have right now. If you have a foundation of rudeness, dishonesty, and not caring, that’s what you’ll fall back on when you’re faced with a challenge. So we need to build a foundation of character.”  

2. “I used to transport coke between Miami and Cuba back in the 80’s. Those were the happiest days of my life. I used to get $6,000 a kilo. I went through millions. But I had to stop because my heart couldn’t take the stress. I was constantly watching my back, and all my friends ended up getting busted or killed. One time we were switching boats about 50 miles off the coast, and a helicopter flew by. I almost had a heart attack. Now I just do hair and makeup for girls at the strip club.” 

3. "What's the most romantic thing he's ever done for you? You don't talk about those things!"

4. “My happiest memories are from when I was growing up in South Carolina. I remember sitting in the kitchen, waiting on breakfast and listening to the coffee perkin’. My grandmother had her own garden, and my grandfather had his own grocery store, so we always had fresh vegetables and grits and bacon and eggs. That was a big deal back then in the 50’s– for a black man to own a grocery store."

5.“I’ve got a couple friends who are members of the internet. They are complete fiends on that thing. Personally, I have no interest.” 

6. “My brother’s been a heroin addict on and off. Mostly on. I never see him, but when I do, he acts like we talk all the time, and hits me up for twenty bucks. And I give it to him. Because I never know if it’s going to allow him to eat a meal or have a place to sleep. But I’m sure he spends it all on drugs. At first I was angry. Then for awhile, I was hopeful that he’d change. Now I just try to feel nothing, and the less I see him, the easier that is. My parents have gotten old quick because of him. Mom gets panic attacks and my dad is addicted to Xanax. And we have a protocol in our family, that you always have to text before calling, because otherwise we assume that he’s overdosed again. He’s had so many chances. He’s overdosed twelve times. Most people don’t even survive one overdose. We talk pretty openly in our family about how everyone would be better off if my brother was dead. We talk about it as if it’s a small thing. It’s a little more nuanced now, because he has a three year old child. But even the child would be better off without a heroin addict for a father.” 

7. “Who’s influenced you the most in your life?”
“My principal, Ms. Lopez.”
“How has she influenced you?”
“When we get in trouble, she doesn’t suspend us. She calls us to her office and explains to us how society was built down around us. And she tells us that each time somebody fails out of school, a new jail cell gets built. And one time she made every student stand up, one at a time, and she told each one of us that we matter.”

8. “My only memory of my mom is her dying. I remember the doctors were in her room trying to save her. And I remember I was screaming, and my dad was crying, and I kept trying to run into her bedroom, but every time I got to the door, my father would catch me and bring me back to the couch.” 

9. “We broke up when she left for the Peace Corps, with the agreement that we’d revisit things when she came back from Mali. But a few days after she got home, she fell seven stories off a roof and died. She actually wrote me a letter from Mali, but it took so long to be delivered that it arrived a few days after she died. She wrote about how her anti-malarial medication was giving her these vivid dreams. In one of her dreams she was trapped in a falling elevator, and she said the last thing she thought about before she hit the ground was me.”

10. Someone made an Instagram account that said: «You’re a slut and you should kill yourself.»  And I was the only person they followed.

11. “What’s your favorite thing about him?”
“He does the supermarket shopping.”

12. “I’d have been a great mother, but we met too late for that. I didn’t meet him until I was 42. It was the first time either of us had been married.”
“How’d you meet?”
“I was with some friends in the park one day. I’d recently stopped dating a sociopathic nut ball, and I’d just gotten out of therapy, so I was feeling pretty adventurous. He rode by on a bike, and stopped for a moment to listen to a band that was playing. My friend bet me $5 that I wouldn’t go talk to him. He was wearing a blood donor shirt that said: ‘Are you my type?’ So I walked straight up to him and said: 'Yes I am.’”

13. “It was hell growing up. My parents were two pieces of shit. You don’t know what it was like coming home from school and being afraid because your mom is flying on fucking drugs so you go and hide under your bed and listen to them scream and wonder whether your dad or your mom was going to kill the other one first. One time my dad told my mom that he’d kill her if she hit me again. He came home that night and saw my face bruised up, so he dragged my mom out of her room by the legs, lifted her up by her throat and pinned her against the wall. Her face was turning more and more purple and I was pulling on her legs trying to get her feet back on the ground. Cause I didn’t want to see my dad kill my mom. She always beat me and called me a piece of shit and told me that I was going to hell, but that was my mom.”

14. "Her mother and I were going through a dark time when we had her, so we named her Sunshine."

15. “I was doing time for armed robbery when I found out that my daughter had been killed. Her and my son-in-law had been doing hallucinogens, and he was choking her because that is supposed to make a better orgasm, but he cut off her air too long and ended up killing her. Instead of calling the police, he sat on her body for three days then dumped it behind a 7-11. I was so angry when they called and told me, I pulled up a footlocker that was bolted to the ground. I’m skinny but I’m strong as hell. My wife couldn’t take it, and she OD’d. They found her in the bathroom with one hundred empty bags of heroin. She’d fallen in the bathtub and hit her head on the soap dish. When they called and told me that, I tried to hang myself with my bedsheets.“