January 09, 2011
Big City Like No Other is a fast-paced, noisy city where vehicles seem to honk their horns constantly, and people on the streets walk very fast. I kept saying to Brooklyn Friend, “So why is that cab honking? I can’t see why he’s honking his horn,” and she’d laugh and shrug.
When we stepped inside the big public library, the hushed atmosphere was a soothing contrast to the busy streets outside. My hands and feet began to get warm again as we roamed the building, admiring the architecture. Brooklyn Friend showed us the reading room where she’d worked on her dissertation. I snapped just one photo before noticing a sign that said, “No photography.” Guiltily, I put my camera away, as we walked back down the stairs to return to the cold night air and busy streets.
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