Falling Ashes

We got to the bridge later in the morning later than we intended to, arriving cold, wet and tired. Together a friend and I made our way to the top as we had many times before. The mood of the city was incredible, the streets lying gray in true Gotham fashion as we pushed our way through the wind. We got to the top and sat, ducking out of site from cars passing below as I took this shot and then made our way back down again onto the streets of New York where we were once again part of the crowd.