Our Assignment:
"Pictured to the right is an excerpt from Bill Sullivan’s Turnstile Photography Project. Sullivan took pictures of strangers in New York City the moment they pushed through the turnstiles to ride the subway. The results are surprisingly intriguing - The faces are so expressive; the props and things we carry, revealing. You will be following the preceding link to Bill Sullivan’s project website and choosing a character (or two) to base your story around.
You will be writing a narrative fiction surrounding this pivotal(?) moment of your character(s) day. Is the gentlemen on the left, above, on his way to a bank heist? Is the woman to his right the lifeline for a friend appearing on tonight’s episode of Who Wants To Be A Millionaire, and is she fretting because she’s unsure of a question she should know the answer to? Or is thinking too hard about it going to put her on the wrong train, which starts a whole domino of bad (or brilliant) things to happen to her that day?"
http://www.3situations.com/BillSullivanWorks/MT%20MASTER%20pre%20.html
T-boy, otherwise known as Michael, woke in the morning feeling like P-Diddy. Grabbed hi "Phat Farm" shirt out the drawer, he's gonna hit this city. Before he leaves, brushes his teeth with a bottle of Jack, 'cuz when he leave for the night he ain't commin' back.
Better Known as MIchael Fisher, T-boy had nothing handed, took nothing for granted, took nothing from no man, man he's his own man! But as a shorty he looked up to the dope man only adult man that he knew wasn't broke man.
Flicker starter coats man, man you 'ount know man. Michael doesn't care what people say....or does he?
See michael sittin' in the hood at community colleges, cause there ain't no tuition for having no ambition and he knows that ain't no loans for sittin' at home, so MIchael's forced to sell crack, rap, and get a job, he as to do something he's already grown!
This proceeding verse is for the hood dogs like Michael who still workin' from nine to five that still hustle 'cuz he know he can;t shine of $6.55.
He's commin' back from selling make-up, Jacobs, and bootleg tapes just to get his cake up. He put something on layaway and he's came back, he claimed other people's kids on his income tax!
He's saving up to buy the car with the chromy wheels here, 'cept they tryin' to cut the lights out like he don't live here!.
He just want it better for his wife and three kids. Despite the fact that he livin' in the projects. But every time they want something, layaway or deposit, Daddy Michael says "When you see clothes, close your eyelids."
His situation is sort of like Will Smith and his son, in the movies and I ain't talkin' 'bout the rich ones, 'cause every summer Michael will get a brand new hare-brained scheme to get rich from.
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