Very early in the morning the sun hits a building on the south side
of the street and a plane looks like a comet heading earthwards.
High up, where the new building is, it is morning. Down below darkness still lingers.
Somehow, the shape of the new building is echoed in the garbage truck.
The black railing is the High Line soon-to-be park extension.
All the construction materials are cleverly reflected in the apartment building.
So many buildings to take pictures of. I'm longing for the plants to arrive.
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