you're just magic.
On Friday I shot the Bensonhurst Antique Car Meetup (or whatever it's called... seems nobody knows what to call it). But it's casualness, juxtaposed with the seriousness of the tradition, is its charm. South Brooklyn, every Friday, guys and their wheels but "NO WIVES".
I later toured the neighborhood with the editor of the Bensonhurst Bean, who took me there to report on this strange, warm ritual. I saw 86th street, a cemetery, a live commisioned graffiti artist, struggling businesses and old friends. Where you live can surprise you anytime.