You come out of the subway at Canal Street on a hot afternoon, into the blinding sun and squalor of the city. You cross Canal and look up Lafayette, and there, improbably, is a swath of lush green leaves, beckoning like an oasis in the dessert. It is the most inviting sight.
Paris on the Hudson
Paris on the Hudson
Paris on the Hudson
You come out of the subway at Canal Street on a hot afternoon, into the blinding sun and squalor of the city. You cross Canal and look up Lafayette, and there, improbably, is a swath of lush green leaves, beckoning like an oasis in the dessert. It is the most inviting sight.