The spire for the World Trade Center, in pieces, was docked at Harrison and the River this morning. It looks like a futuristic city, or something from outer space. Pieces have been conveyed down Greenwich Street for a few nights in a row. Very eerie to wake up shortly after midnight to a bright light and humming sound, and see the parade moving slowly with police escort. Maybe these spire pieces are ethereal; none of my photos will show in the post.
Compact little essays from a stay-at-home tourist.