During a very tumultuous time in my life I often crashed on the sofa of my old place in Flatbush. That summer was particularly brutal and we all went up on the roof in the early evening to do a photo shoot. It was…probably a very dangerous idea. A few months after this shoot the ceiling of one of the flatmates caved in during a thunderstorm. This place needed to be condemned. I don’t know who lives there anymore. But it’s fun to see these photos now that they seem forever ago.