“She likes the mystery of that changeover, those fifteen minutes of sundown when the streets and trees and people and parked cars are delicate and immediate, every sound and smell and movement amplified by the lowest light or the lightest darkness. Even a city that’s broken and dirty can, in that time, be divine and intimate.” NightNew YorkEveningCityNycSundown Book:White Fur Source: White Fur
“New Year's Eve. It's a promise of a night. Single, married or widowed, in love, loveless or lovelorn, we all leave our apartments and pick through snow in high heels, or descend subway stairs in tuxedos, lured to wherever we're going--whether we know it or not, would deny it or not--by the kiss of a stranger.” KnowsYearsNightPromiseKissingMarriedPicksStrangerDenySnowNew YearHeelsApartmentStairsSubwayHigh HeelsNew Years EveLovelessTuxedosWidowed Author:Jardine Libaire
