I think of New York City as being one of those places that every person has to spend some time, as a sort of maturity process. I first visited this city many years ago with my family, and I was instantly enamoured. I remember the hustle and bustle of the city, and the streets packed with an endless stream of yellow cabs. It's funny how much has changed - now the hustle and bustle seems muted in a sense. That is undoubtedly because Istanbul is pure, unadulterated chaos, and I'm sort of addicted to it. New York City can try, but it can't compete with a city of twenty million people with rules that people make up on the fly.
Let's get to the point, New York is New York and nothing else. It's a city that we as human beings can be proud of, and a city that we as human beings need to preserve. It is, in many senses, the epicentre of everything. Thus, I present you a little photo commemoration of my time there.