Eleven months down and exactly one month to go. And what better place to spend it?
It's 30 degrees at midnight, the beers are ice cold and we're at what is arguably the absolute centre of the universe. New York City is baking.
Every avenue, every street, every sun drenched park and square; the greatest city in the world pounds to the beat of summer, an endless soundtrack broadcast at full volume to the five boroughs and beyond, sent out into the heavy air from a thousand paint spattered ghetto blasters balanced high on the fire escapes of the brownstones, the pre-wars and the walk-ups of this steamy maze of noise and colour.
Every avenue, every street, every sun drenched park and square; the greatest city in the world pounds to the beat of summer, an endless soundtrack broadcast at full volume to the five boroughs and beyond, sent out into the heavy air from a thousand paint spattered ghetto blasters balanced high on the fire escapes of the brownstones, the pre-wars and the walk-ups of this steamy maze of noise and colour.
Be sure to check out the new slideshow at the bottom of the page - every blog photograph shuffled and displayed for your pleasure.
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