The thing is the first photographs or movies we saw of our city were in black and white.
It was Florence's WeeGee on the wall, the pictures on the front page of the New York Times...
... the rare glimpses of television shows...
But it wasn't just those images that made the city a thousand shades of gray.
It was the seeping loneliness whether inside a thought or home....
....or wandering empty streets in deep night....
....even when photographs became colorful, along with more frequent television viewing.....
....the city still only looked like itself in that starkness.
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