I was up at six a.m. to catch the light as the moon shadowed over the sun. That the eclipse coincided with a favorite day of mine, The Return to Standard Time, I expected a unique light. Maybe even zombies with this conjunction. Living on the west side of Manhattan, where the sun goes to bed, positioned me poorly for a rising occluded sun. This is looking East from 8th Avenue and 35th Street. No one was on the street save a few morning workers. No zombies. It is buildings, machinery, the working side of commerce and the underbelly of the tourist industry.
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