my favourite thing about new york city.
manhattan is an orgy of motion, vivacious and fluid, satiated with concrete and urban artwork. like exuberant brushstrokes on a grid-pattern canvas, miniscule demeures are built one above the other, stories high, ready to topple at any given moment.
life in the city is hard-won, and the maneuvres leading to success are often risky and underestimated, but the final product, the marriage of metropolitan bliss and laid-back lifestyle, is bewitching.
new york has been pigeonholed as the city that never sleeps, but i can't help but disagree. sure, new york will go a few nights without any shut-eye, choosing instead to blast thunderous music nights on end, but when the city does choose to sit back & relax ... that's when the magic happens. that's when it finds time to dream.