A friend of Dervala’s was clearing out an old hard drive and came on some evocative photographs of the World Trade Center towers, including this lovely one.
She writes:”These are accidental portraits of the buildings that were the city compass (and camera hogs, too). We looked for them whenever we surfaced from the subway or climbed onto a roof deck. We triangulated from them on bridges and in strange conference rooms, and steered by them in tug boats and canoes. The towers were Downtown. More useful than True North, in the self-appointed center of the word.”