Crossing Paths
Wednesday, August 26th, 2009Wandering in the city today, tasting the air. Down Henry Street you can feel this thing gnawing down on the citizens. Grinding down the haircuts, shortening skirts, exposing skin and prejudices. Watching the drunks, the junkies, the pickpockets. The Henry Street hawkers and walkers. This street vibrates at a crossroads. A heat exchanger for the [...]
