Photo by myself, as the N train crossed the Manhattan Bridge to Brooklyn.
It was a spectacular sunset Wednesday. Hardened New Yorkers, tired from work, cannot help but swing around for a look.
You can see lights on the Brooklyn Bridge in the background, and graffiti scratched on the glass.
It's slowly getting darker earlier.
On the ride home, usually between 7 and 8, I can catch a glimmer of the night sky out the subway window.
Often people flip their cell phones open during this time, making a quick call or text message, before the subway submerges again into darkness.
Or people take the time to nap and miss everything.
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