I love that the big Apple is on the rebound from the past three years of the world coming to grips with this global pandemic. People are back to being rude, obnoxious and downright lovable New Yorkers. And as we approach summer there’s a definite feeling of hope that everything will be fine. At least until the end of baseball season.
Even during a pandemic the subway will still run.
Remember the days of the corner fruit stand? On a hot summer day, you’d find your corner grocer selling goods from his cart from morning until late evening. These days you have Whole Foods and stores of that caliber selling everything from Oranges to Açaí berries, but you can still find your corner grocer holding court and discussing the day’s happenings while handing you a large bag of goods and then wishing you a good evening. Really miss those days.
Late afternoon in downtown financial district, one sliver of sunlight opens for a sole pedestrian crossing the intersection.