moments of city beauty remarked from my day today

- the way the A express train passes through the 103rd street station, how it passes so quickly from the top level of the station to the track below, such a surreal feeling to travel so quickly through levels of platforms, with people crowding and milling around, and you fixed in a railcar floating by

- the deep orange water stains on the broken white tile walls of 125th station, falling vertically from the black rafter ceiling, reminding me of the old champs-elysees clemenceau station in paris before they renovated it to this boring clean tile in 2005

- the black iron fire escape stairways zig-zagging down bright ancient red brick

- pointed skeletal dark leafless branches against the deep auburn, gray, pink, and red "brown"stones of my hamilton heights streets

- the dramatically massive 15-floor-high arched wells running through the middle of gray victorian apartment blocks on st. nicholas avenue outside my subway stop

yes. i am here. (literally) (this is manhattan, with the red hand pointing to within a block of my apartment) (RAD)