Street View Stories | #1 : The View from Where I Write

The construction starts at seven o’clock every morning, except for Sundays. When I first moved in, they were tearing down the brownstone rowhouses to make room for this apartment complex.They’re putting up two buildings, but I can only see the one from where I sit down to write. The one I can see is the smaller and northerly of the two. Continue reading “Street View Stories | #1 : The View from Where I Write”