Photo by myself just inside the entrance to the subway near Bryant Park, at 42nd Street and Fifth Avenue.
Temperatures are dropping here in New York City.
Just last week, we had days that felt warm. Recent windy days, however, must have been sent straight from the Arctic Circle. Brrrrr!
The homeless and itinerant seek refuge in or near the subway stations, for warmth. It is very, very cold at night.
I have to say I feel decidedly weird sometimes. My day might be spent deciding where to locate a $400 faucet, or choosing between one or another $250 toilet paper holder.
On the way home, I will encounter those begging for change. Musicians will sing on cold sidewalks, dancers will dance on moving subways. Kids with iphones will be standing next to adults slumped over in wheelchairs.
Not to be a downer, but this is reality. It's high and low, rich and poor, and it's right here on a typical night in New York.
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