Look Book

On a recent Thursday, the novelist spoke to critic Merve Emre about her new book, Biography of X, at Greenlight Bookstore.

We talked to singles at the speed-dating series for people of color, whose tickets tend to sell out minutes after they go live.

Trying on Armani pants and rare Tiffany & Co. caps at Chad Senzel’s vintage pop-up, which appears most Saturdays at Canal and Ludlow Streets.

After a nearly nine-month closure, the 44-year-old market is back.

The “progressive, inclusive, independent, and egalitarian” congregation observed the High Holidays under a tent at the Queens County Farm.

With timed ticketing, temperature-taking at the door, and a 25 percent occupancy limit.

For a Saturday-afternoon pickup game.

At Bel Aire Diner in Astoria.

In East Hampton, where Sotheby’s, Michael Werner, and Skarstedt have also opened temporary spaces nearby.

The lifeguards, law students, and Hula-Hoopers enjoying a recent Thursday on the boardwalk.

In Jackson Heights, where ridership on the 7 and E lines is slowly picking up.

A Saturday at the Prospect Heights plant shop where customers popped in for preordered pothos, eucalypti, and ZZ’s.

On 164th Street, where we spoke to USPS workers, many of whom are working ten- and 12-hour daily shifts to keep up with demand.

The socially distanced line for pre-batched martinis and dry-brined chickens in Bed-Stuy.

At the normally bustling intersection, it was just a trickle of well-masked security guards, construction workers, and DoorDash delivery drivers.

We asked NYU students, all of whom are online learning for the rest of the semester, to take self-portraits on their beds.

We asked the leads in dozens of shuttered shows to take a self-portrait on the sofa wherever they are quarantining.

We spoke to sweaty dancers in Soho after two hours of “creative movement, play, music, contact exercises, and human-to-human connection.”

And the adjoining RiverWalk apartments and RiverSpring Assisted Living in Riverdale, the Bronx, where we spoke, post-lunchtime, to the residents.

Newly shorn clients on a Thursday afternoon at the 73-year-old downtown barbershop.

Where patrons enjoyed some Champagne with their La Bohème, Tosca, and Turandot.

Talking to the spritzers and stylists.

Backstage, where we met an acrobatic rigger, an equestrian acrobat, and Pidge the clown.

Members of SEIU 32BJ, who work in buildings from Park Avenue to Washington Square.

Hundreds of people squeezed into Aperture Foundation to celebrate the release of Antwaun Sargent’s new photography book.

At McGuinness Management in Greenpoint, drivers pick up their cabs at the beginning of the day and drop them off at the end.

People with impressive facial hair gathered in Coney Island to compete for titles like “Best Partial Beard and Chops” and “Best Mustache Styled.”

The newly minted dramatists, musicians, and dancers who competed with thousands of applicants for a spot at the conservatory.

On a recent Saturday, picnickers gathered in the largest park in Queens.

We spoke to shoppers at the nearly 70-year-old Upper East Side pharmacy–slash–department store.

Talking to passengers boarding the Kingston-bound Trailways bus.

We set up outside Locals Surf School on Beach 69th Street to talk to the surfers, many of whom are there every morning, year-round.

On a hot June afternoon, we talked to dozens of tourists as they disembarked from a three-hour sightseeing cruise.

Woodland hosts a weekend daytime dance party with unlimited mimosas. The long line to get in is a pre-party of its own.

On May 2, thousands of fans streamed into Barclays Center for Cher’s “Here We Go Again” tour to see her for the first — or the 30th — time.

“The girls are more competitive. In my opinion.”

“I just sold this tulip-print ’70s wing-collar blouse that I wore once, and now I’m going to drop off a pair of Nike Air Force 1’s.”

“I sell 20 bottles a day on average. At the very least, I’m much better than the annoying sangria guy who works next to me.”

“It’s the very same larping camp I went to as a child.”

“It was like my own personal Fyre Festival.”

“I have five Gianni Versace belts. Nine acid-washed jackets, several pairs of acid-washed shorts, at least two acid-washed dresses.”

“I was the kid reading volume 3 of Capital while my friends played Super Smash Bros. tournaments.”

“You hear a lot of rough stories, but things have happened to me here that just feel special.”

“He said, ‘That’s a beautiful hat,’ and I said, ‘I love you.’ I’m not certain he heard me; he was very hard of hearing.”

“It’s not the thing that’s going to make my girlfriend marry me. But I think I’m good at it. I think it’s funky.”

“Everyone there is family. There’s Françoise from the sixth floor, who has helped me forever. “

“Feeling like I had the rather uncommon approval of my mother, I went for it.”

“Getting tattoos is how I relax. It’s my therapy.”

“A couple years ago, I got a DM asking if I wanted to sign with this agency in Japan. I was pretty sure it was a real agency — but not really.”