Far Above New York City

After a nightmarish summer working bizarre shifts in a futile attempt at managing mad crowds and the absolute stillness of union employees, I left the Empire State Building Observatory almost four years ago with the firm intention of never going back. Yet when my current workplace shifted from the Financial District and its blood-thirsty bankers…

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White Out

Stillness through motion. The world outside the train is white. Light snow has been falling since we hopped off Manhattan. Hours stretch into one another. Short stops in small towns break the rhythm of blurred fields, skinny trees, icy water and dull skies. Penn Station was true to itself, a zoo, wild characters and wandering travelers.…

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