fromCurbed
1 week agoIn Defense of the Sidewalk Shed
Most days, I pass through a cool, shaded colonnade my son describes as "the tunnel." A promise to swing by can sometimes convince him to leave the playground, and I plan my own routes around its dependable roof, avoiding the heat and rain that seem to get more extreme as the city turns tropical. There's a string of lights underneath, like the ones over pleasant outdoor markets, which makes it easier to rifle through my purse for my keys or phone in the evenings.
New York City