October 11, 2013

New York, NY. July, 2011

I love New York. Always have. I feel blessed at having grown up just a 40-minute bus or train ride away from Manhattan, and I was in the city all the time. So much so that I could (and can) take my sweet old time on each visit and, well, look. Appreciate the small details that make up the big picture. Little moments like this one on the pull-down door over some storefront in Nolita. What, I wonder, is behind it?

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