And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about. Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via triumphofdesire)

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Brooklyn Gang photographed by Bruce Davidson in NYC 1959
"In 1959 Davidson read about the teenage gangs of New York City. Connecting with a social worker to make initial contact with a gang called the Jokers, Davidson became a daily observer and photographer of this alienated youth culture. The Fifties are often considered passive and pale by our standards of urban reality, but Davidson’s photographs prove otherwise. In a recent New York Times article discussing this work, Davidson admitted he feared the erratic and often violent rules and routines of the Jokers. It is tempting to consider what this book might have been like had more of the detail of Brooklyn’s 1950s white gang culture, as revealed in that Times article, been used to reinforce this spare volume. But this book gets to the point quickly, on its own terms. Nearly 70 sheet-fed gravure plates images of tough people, tough lives, tough lovers, all trying to be cool are followed by just two pages of recollections by the photographer and a lengthier interview with Benjie, a surviving gang member, now a drug counselor."
David Bryant, New Canaan P.L., CT, Copyright 1999 Reed Business Information, Inc.