Like a kanye on the wall
Street Faces by Aurélien Fontanet
When you laugh, the world laughs with you. Often times literally with creepy faces that appear to be built in to the surrounding sidewalks, walls, and devices. Quietly they watch, judging… contemplating some secret fate that is yet to befall you and fostering a perverse pleasure in not being able to warn you (they are inanimate objects after all, they can’t talk, you know. You’re probably just imagining things anyways).
this really is what adulthood is like
98 year old dobri dobrev, a man who lost his hearing in the second world war, walks 10 kilometers from his village in his homemade clothes and leather shoes to the city of sofia, where he spends the day begging for money.
though a well recognized fixture around several of the city’s chruches, known for his prostrations of thanks to all donors, it was only recently discovered that he has donated every penny he has collected — over 40,000 euros — towards the restoration of decaying bulgarian monasteries and churches and the utility bills of orphanages, living entirely off his monthly state pension of 80 euros and the kindness of others.