"... it is fascinating to slip at low altitude in the gut created by the buildings and follow this sort of tunnel," I said in my previous post
In fact, I feel like a bird flying through the trees in a dense forest ...
squeeze into a tight ... gap left open by the high towers, while the sun's rays illuminate certain buildings and leaving others in shadow ...
... head east while last rays of the sun burn the facades of skyscrapers
And then point to Uptown, where I remember a skyscraper helipad on the roof
Here it is, precisely
Laid on the roof, the sky over Manhattan
E sopra di me un cielo di fuoco, un tramonto quasi tropicale
Good evening,
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