playing god in photo essays

I really like the juxtaposition of this ~humans of the R train~ NY Mag piece with this NYT's photo essay: Overnight in Walmart Parking Lots: Silence, Solace and Refuge — they're both poignant examinations of the ~life and love that is all around.~ Though of course, the latter is much more unexpected and, I'd imagine, relevant if you just so happen to be one of the 292 million Americans NOT living in New York (as hard a concept as it is for the mainstream media to imagine, oops?).

What other locations would you want to see this kind of Humans of New York treatment for? It's such an engaging format, I imagine, because we the reader kind of get to play God and look down upon all the humans sitting obliviously together. Airports and gas stations have always been a weird personal interest of mine, but I wouldn't mind a nicely sentimental breakdown of World Series nosebleed seats or, probably depressingly so, hospital waiting rooms (actually isn't that the whole plot of This Is Us?).

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