New Yorkers. So different, colossal, volume. Complex, unfathomable, dirty and odorous. So bright, harlequin, rough and kind. In themselves, outwards, around, rather far off, not in here – and not sure if there. They soar in cloud nine, and those clouds burst out of chimneys, sticking up along the houses and roads. New Yorkers. Not […]Read more "Creatures of New York"