And remember the fleeting smile.

Please forgive my silly narrative. 

One of my "on again, off again" themes is sidewalk bridges - those covered walks to protect pedestrians from falling construction debris. Usually I stop at night when the overhead lights dominate and the depth perspective is emphasized by the brightly lit structures. The other day I stopped at this particular one just a bit north of the WTC site. It seemed to have possibilities but it was only after I put this image on the computer screen that my eye was caught by the transient smile - a smile that was gone with a few more steps.

Sixth Avenue opposite Bryant Park at 42nd St.

A fruit store on Broadway on the "upper West Side."

Basketball courts under the highway along the Hudson River.

.. to the subway yard in Brooklyn.

Tight quarters on the Brooklyn and Manhattan Bridges.

From Far Rockaway in Queens ..

.. to the streets under the tracks in Harlem ..

.. the steel is there.

Above, below, or beside.

Even the ads get caged.

Sometimes you feel the bars even when they're not there.

Till you can break free above the steel.

See the sky.

Dance in the streets.