I took this one in East Village. I could also place it in NYC gallery. The reason I decided to post it among my self-portraits was that, the night I took it I was feeling like shit! I was half drunk and smoking cigarettes was a bless! I always believed that cigarettes are like good friends, they are with you in happy times and also in miserable times, no matter what. I owe them a lot specially when I'm lonely and pissed... anyway, that night it was kinda different I felt a lot of sympathy with that lonely wasted cigarette butt on the streat... yeah, I was feeling fucking wasted just like him!