NYC is a special place and has its special places. Side streets where nothing is happening, it’s still living and breathing and grabbing you. On one trip I spent the majority of the day listening to my iPod as I was taking photos, but on the way home I realised that I had mistakenly blocked out the sound of the city, the one sense which I forgot about that made this place so cool. People shouting at nothing, cars horns getting tooted like crazy before the curfew. NYC seeps energy hourly, sometimes overflowing the senses, but thats NYC.