Goodbye, 6 p.m. Sunsets. See You Next Year.
Briefly

The sunlight still carries summer's amber warmth, a last flex before winter's harsh, white light takes over. Ordinary men and women look like heroes or gods.
The light and shadows create a kind of visual music: an accent here, a rest there, a crescendo waiting around the corner. Until Standard Time turns it all into a diminuendo.
Nearly every image here was made between 4:30 p.m. and sunset—the daylight hours that will become night after the time change. The results are a meditation on time vanishing.
In Coney Island or Midtown Manhattan, tourists stopped to savor the spectacle. New Yorkers rushed by—no time, no time.
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