Amidst the chaos that is Penn Station and the subway below, I was shocked to see a platform void of people, except for this single shopkeeper, quietly writing in a notepad. I quickly snapped this shot before moving through the mob of people behind me and swiftly leaving the station. Now, I look at it and I don’t hear the screeching trains and chattering crowds. My muscles don’t tighten from the anxious buzz of the city. I see a… Read More
There were just too many interesting nuggets, too many compelling sites. I had to put them online. I Spy NYC. That was the name and that was the blog. Sometimes people encouraged me by hitting the like button and leaving a comment on posts that they liked. Sometimes the site would go a day or two without a visitor. Nevertheless, I checked the site stats every 15 minutes every day, sometimes more often. On a few… Read More