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Hell is a field of condominiums, extending as far as the eye can see; like poppy blossoms in a bomb-riddled Afghani plain; faceless, featureless, nameless towers with nothing between them but sky and emptiness. This section of the street is … Continue reading
This gallery contains 11 photos.
Life is theater, and the theatre is life, no more so than here in this short expanse of street cutting through Broadway – the centre of the world where theatre is concerned. Nothing here is what it seems. Within the … Continue reading
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At the edge of the world sits a Tower. And this Tower is no structure of brick and mortar, but a kind of illusion; a trick of the light, flickering electric blue in and out of sight; a coalescing of … Continue reading
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(Even though I’m no longer in New York, the story of 12 of its streets must continue. Here’s Chapter IV. Words and Photography by Yours Truly.) “The sky is a landfill. I see you take another drag.” Jeff Buckley, The … Continue reading
Dream Of A City 