A brief look towards east 125th street… I ask myself if only these buildings could speak, what would they say.
A brief look towards east 125th street… I ask myself if only these buildings could speak, what would they say.
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I would like to sit in on that conversation.
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I often wonder what buildings would say too. People come and people go, so much life happens and so little of it is remembered
A moment in time. Slips out our hands like water but could leave an impression for eternity.