Ninth Avenue during Wednesday's snow.
If I can't have those spectacular coastlines and old-growth trees every day, what I do have is always worth photographing: the jumble of endless motion that is New York.
I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks
Saturday, February 23, 2019
Saturday reflections
Ninth Avenue during Wednesday's snow.
If I can't have those spectacular coastlines and old-growth trees every day, what I do have is always worth photographing: the jumble of endless motion that is New York.
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cars,
Hell's Kitchen,
New York,
reflections,
snow,
urban poetry,
windows
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