Happy Birthday Weegee!!!

“That became my steady routine. In the morning, I would look for a photography job. I would stand in line and leave my name and address – I had now gotten myself a good Bowery address – and then arrive at the Automat at ten-thirty. With the dollar a day from the Automat job, I could live a carefree life… no responsibilities…
I liked the Bowery It was colorful. At night, I would go to the missions. After the services, I would join the rest of the men and march up to the front. I, too, had been redeemed and got my piece of bread, an apple, and salvation…”
Weegee, Weegee by Weegee, p. 21

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