Author Mark Miller
2026 February
Between you, me and the wall
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It’s hard to get away from private conversations when you’re walking down the street in New York City. So many people have a phone plastered to their ear, speaking so loudly it’s impossible not to hear them as they walk… Continue Reading →
The snippet for this month came out of nowhere. When I hear something on the street, I add it to my Notes app, but on this occasion, it was so startling, I don’t remember where it came from; “Maybe there… Continue Reading →
The holiday season is upon us so I thought we’d do something a little lighter this month. I was standing at the corner of Hudson and West 11th when a large group of high school kids walked by. Floating up… Continue Reading →
I was walking through the Northeast section of Washington DC a couple weeks ago while a couple was arguing behind me. When I heard, “We’ve never done anything together that I’ve actually cared about”, I almost stopped walking. Relationship dynamics… Continue Reading →
“You can’t trust me because I can’t trust you.” My parents passed away, and I live with my aunt now. She is an accountant, and because she adopted me as a child, I call her “mom”. She always loved me,… Continue Reading →
I’m not sure how the argument started, but it was getting loud. “You can’t trust me because I can’t trust you.” Fingers pointing, almost nose-to-nose, and from what I could tell, these were friends! What’s this all about?
Welcome to the first Street Snippet for fall 2025. It’s been an interesting summer walking around the city. One of the snippets I heard in passing resonated with the voice of frustration in every city dweller at one time or… Continue Reading →
Here’s something a little lighter for this month. It’s one of those snippets that when I heard it, I just chuckled and kept walking. I was headed up 8th Avenue at 21st street when I heard two young women walking… Continue Reading →
It’s that time of year when there’s no blue in the sky, no clouds. Just a solid sheet of unbroken gray. Walking up H Street, head down against the wind I hear a deep throaty growl, “There ain’t no sky… Continue Reading →
I’m in Washington DC, on and off, working on a project. I was getting off the Metro around 2nd Street and Florida when I heard, “You’ve got a college degree? What are you doing here?”. Interesting thought. What are the… Continue Reading →
I was standing at 12th Street and University, on the way to the Union Square Farmer’s Market, when I heard the comment, “People were trying to tell him he was a genius.” It wasn’t an idle conversation because the intensity… Continue Reading →
“I’m just trying to figure out how to function in this chaos.” 8th Avenue in the West Village is a highly trafficked area, especially near 14th Street. Even the streets are weird, where West 4th Street cuts diagonally across 10th,… Continue Reading →
Welcome to the first Street Snippet for 2024-2025. Here’s the real-world story on where the opening line, “I thought I could make it. I really thought I could make it,” was heard. I was walking up 8th Avenue at about… Continue Reading →
“There are no written ways to arrive at this.” It was said out loud to no one as I was passing the Strand Bookstore, 12th Street at Broadway. Was it synchronicity that it was in front of a bookstore? There… Continue Reading →
I’ve been all over the world, but life on the street in New York City is “different” from any place I’ve been. Case in point: I was walking west on 14th Street as I passed the subway entrance at 6th… Continue Reading →
Walking north on Bleeker Street at Grove Street, I heard two young women behind me talking. “I was ghosting you last night because I was with someone else,” one of the women said to the other. I couldn’t tell if… Continue Reading →
There is a lot going on in the streets of the Financial District of New York City. You hear people shouting into their phones, you get the tour guides with hordes of tourists blocking the streets around the New York… Continue Reading →
I was walking up Hudson towards the 8th Avenue, 14th Street subway station. Leaning up against an empty storefront, right on the sidewalk, was a hard plastic vinyl work table folded in half and an industrial strength pair of bolt… Continue Reading →
This month’s snippet might be the weirdest one I’ve ever posted, it’s just so unbelievable. I was walking south on Hudson, crossing West 12th Street, and saw the postman talking on his phone while sorting the mail in front of… Continue Reading →
When was the last time you laughed out loud in public… spontaneous laughter from something you overheard. That’s what happened to me when I heard this, “Go ahead and walk normally. You can just walk like a normal person…”. That’s… Continue Reading →