"There are days when New York strikes me as a conjuring trick. All great cities do and must revert to jungle, tundra or tidal-flats, if you wait long enough, and I should know. Today, however, New York's here-ness is incontestable, as if time is subject to it, not it subject to time. What immortal hand or eye could frame these charted miles, welded girders, inhabited sidewalks and more bricks than there are stars?"
David Mitchell, The Bone Clocks
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