Guardian Angels on the NYC subway, 1980
Imagine New York City in 1980: a metropolis that felt more like a battleground than a world-class city. The subway was its own particular brand of dystopia—graffiti-covered, crime-ridden, and dimly lit. It was a place where people went about their daily commutes with the weariness of soldiers in a war zone. The average New Yorker might have been jaded, but the threat of violence was a constant specter lurking just beneath the surface.









