The building is kinda impressive. Lots of people take pictures of it as if to say Here I Am In New York. I've taken pictures of the building, but mostly at night when it becomes a mirrored disco ball of all the buildings around it. It's very pretty at night.
But no matter what time of day it is the river is always beautiful. It is a living painting. It sings lieder and poems in the spring and heavy metal when it rains and Motown whenever it damn feels like it and while the guy was taking a picture of a lot of glass and concrete he missed out on what really was happening.
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