Fotopia

Times Square in NYC = Energy. This “Energy” I speak of is not the kind that simply runs your electric can-opener, but one that runs life: provides it, upholds it, and is illuminated by it with neon lights and twinkling LEDs. Billboards surround you, tight and compact, as though you are a foreigner, standing in their dining room, looking at THEM like they are out of place, and them looking at you with a blank, confused, but inviting and enticing stare. Freedom in such an atmosphere is truly that – free. BECAUSE there are so many people going about their business, you make no difference to them, even if you are a heretic blaspheming the President, as long as you don’t talk smack about the enrapturing City of New York.