An hour of intimate conversation with the city. Only the shallow surface of an iceberg of a deeper intimacy of the city. 

I lay here in my bed thousands of miles away from the gleaming Empire State. My mind always finds itself crawling back to the sultry thought of New York. Ah, New York. A film, a masterpiece all in itself. It's difficult not to miss you. It almost feels as though I'm a married man and New York, you're my mistress. Photos taken on the May of 2017.