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\nUp in the Bronx, there’s a subway graveyard. I was up there once for some event, had some time to kill, and hung out on the overpass, looking down at the train-car carnage. On Instagram, I follow a lot of photographers who seek out abandoned sites – places like Chernobyl (just one example) – sometimes at great risk. The photographs they get are often incredible. (There’s one feed devoted entirely to “abandoned Detroit” – a sad commentary, but still: the photographs are haunting and beautiful). These subway trains are out to pasture. It doesn’t seem beyond the realm of possibility that someone could wave a magic wand and get them back into operation. The city sure needs it, I’ll tell you that. One of the weirdest things about this past year – so weird that I didn’t even really allow myself to LOOK at it until a couple months in: I never went into the city anymore. I haven’t been on a subway since early March 2020. It hurts my heart. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Up in the Bronx, there’s a subway graveyard. I was up there once for some event, had some time to kill, and hung out on the overpass, looking down at the train-car carnage. On Instagram, I follow a lot of … Continue reading