Another intrepid urban adventurer, David F. Gallagher, took a trip along the High Line and brought back some damn fine pictures. (Proving that there isn’t always a concrete divide between word people and picture people, you might recognize David’s name from the pages of the New York Times and Slate; don’t mistake him for Simon from 7th Heaven, though!)


I’m still astonished at the amount of concertina wire one sees in New York. Chicago is no Pleasantville, but we still don’t have nearly as much of it, and this is 15 years after I lived in NYC.

• Posted by: Dan Hartung on Nov 22, 2002, 12:57 AM
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