There’s an ache in my chest as I witness my city silenced for the second time in my life. It’s Friday. Rush hour. You can hear a pin drop. The shadows are heavy. The mirrored reflections are motionless.
If you follow my blog you know how much I love New York. There’s not an inch of this state that isn’t beautiful and brilliant. But in all of its glorious waterfalls, peaking summits, and salty ocean beaches; there’s one area that’s not like any other place in this world, Manhattan. This is the beating heart of our home state. To see it lay in silence is deafening. To know why is crushing. We are now up to nearly 45,000 positive Covid-19 cases with more than half of this growing total in NYC alone. How can a New Yorker not feel in pain, in crisis,…heartbroken?
These photos were all taken during rush hour on two different Fridays. There would typically be so many people crowding these scenes that you couldn’t see the floor or ground. There would be so much movement that a single photo could never be in perfect focus.
Stay safe! Keep your distance! Wash and sanitize! The only we will get through this is together.
Update: 4 days later, April 1st, the total of positive cases is now nearly 84,000. Please tell everyone to stay home. April 23rd, the total positive cases is now almost 265,000.
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