Sleep.NYC

In the city that never sleeps, New Yorkers have an uncanny ability to ‘nap’ wherever, whenever they want. [note: all of these pictures were taken between the hours of 12 and 7pm.] If you’re from here like I am, you also know about sleeping on the train and miraculously waking up right at your stop (even though you have headphones on.) But this here, doesn’t even make any sense.  This man was literally laying-out at the entrance to Penn Station smoking a cigarette, without a care in the world. I don’t even know (and I didn’t care) what was going on with that. The two guys on the platform benches are drunken day-laborers around Time Square/Port Authority-they go IN with the 12-packs and sit in the dining areas of deli/buffets along 8th Avenue after 5 and just drink until they’re red in the face and stumbling the 2 or 3 blocks to the train. Fat Bastard on the F-train was just f*cked up, I thought he was dead until he farted…