Empire State Building and abandoned railroad tracks.
It’s fascinating to consider the various ways in which we take our versions of where we live for granted.
As if the places we inhabit sprouted forth perfectly sculpted into their current incarnations.
Perhaps this is why if you live in any one place for an extended amount of time, you become deeply attached to a definitive notion of time and place that doesn’t specifically exist.
And when you come across places in your current environment that run counter to that notion, it’s enough to take your breath away momentarily.
This is the final untouched part of the High Line. The High Line is a public park that sits along a historic freight railroad line elevated high above the streets of New York City on the west side of Manhattan.
I took this photo with the Sony A99 on a private tour of this part of the High Line a few months back.
It still haunts me.
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