Posts tagged grand central.

i take a picture every time i am in grand central.

She was always late but they never cared, people were just happy she was there at all. 

It feels natural to run through Grand Central, bag brushing the back of your knees, hand on your hat and head held high. Everyone becomes a running back when they are late, juking and spinning around other travelers, in a mad dash to make it to Track 23.