Today after work I went to meet a friend, which meant that I turned south on Fifth Avenue and 34th Street at the Empire State Building. I stopped to take some pictures and a guy behind me ran into me. He probably thought I was tourist, which in a way, I was.
love the way the angled late-afternoon light mottles the side of the buildings in midtown.
Even if the streets are now getting dark earlier and earlier.
you’re ten stories tall, you get to enjoy the sun longer than most people.
I wondered what this building was called.
“Does anyone know what country the flag belongs to? It seems vaguely familiar but I couldn’t quite place it.” — Citizen of the United States of MicroGoogle in the year 2312.
I belong to the religion of azure skies and translucent clouds.
