Archiving presence through witnessing

Four minutes past eight, in the morning

  • Date: 2nd, November 2025
  • Time: 08:04 a.m. UTC
  • clipped by: Ignore_Me
  • streaming platform: KICK
  • themes: police, NYPD

TRANSCRIPT:

“Fair enough. And, I told him that. Yeah. And he had no sympathy for me. Have you seen my sneakers? How about I find that for you- What color were they? They were black, white. Okay, I’ll look for them for you and I’ll get back to you. Give me just a few moments, sir. Alright. Would you like a candy while you wait? Yeah. Okay. I’m sorry- It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright. Are you sure? I just want my sneakers. He was not one of the assaulters. No, no. Okay. Thank you. I’ll wait with you I guess. [LAUGHTER] Can you find my sneakers with me? Once we’re finished here, sir, I will find your sneakers. I’ll help you find them. Brother, you’re okay. Brother, give me a handshake. Come on man. Do you understand that I love you? I have no- I’m homeless, I’m homeless. I know but do you know that I love you? But, I’m homeless and you see me sleeping in the subway [inaudible] I know. I know. But, you know that I love you? At least we have love. Okay? [inaudible]”