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Dusk at a Parking lot

July 2014, Chinatown. -- As I spend my last two days working in Brooklyn, I've been thinking back about my time there, and how my relationship with manhattan has changed. Brooklyn is slower. It's neighborhoods. Manhattan has neighborhoods, but I don't think of it /as/ neighborhoods. When you're in Brooklyn, things are slower, and you get a sense that you're in a place where people live. -- During the summer, I would occasionally walk across the bridge into Manhattan, normally around Chinatown. I hadn't realized how much I missed people. DUMBO is not very diverse. You get the same few architypes of people there, but Manhattan is like the daytime version of Queens: every type of person is there. It's so diverse. -- There are no people in this photo, but it reflects how I felt at the time, and more so now, as the fall darkness slows down our confidence, and lonliness creaps in. Even when I first saw this scene, that feeling crept over me. -- As I prepare for my daily return to the heart of New York, I wonder if my feelings will change. Did the slowness of Brooklyn preheat my daylight-saving melancholy? Is this something more? The slowness of Brooklyn was kind of nice, but it wasn't the New York I yearned for. It was a place to come home to, not a place to commute to. -- I'll miss you Brooklyn, but I hope Manhattan doesn't fall under that old saying: "You can never go home again."

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  • Canon EOS 5D Mark II
  • 1/100 sec
  • f/2.8
  • 50mm
  • ISO 2500
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