I work down in the Financial District, though I am not in finance, for about a year now. There are some really neat parts about working down here, and for me, I really do like being in the part of the City that used to be to Old Dutch Colony. The narrow streets that all seem to curve to the east, and how this part of the city is was paved over the hills, and wasn’t leveled.
The odd thing about working down here is that I don’t seem the same people each day.
I have worked in different parts of the City, and if you consistently get to work at the same time, after enough time you start seeing the same people, day in day out.
Today, this thought entered my head. I guess so many people all come down here to work, and the masses just all seem to blend together.
The only people I recognize is the crew at the Starbucks that go to each morning. Only recently have they started to acknowledge me as a regular. And that also be the thing about working down here; the only consistency happens to be the shops you visit.
Most mornings as I head down the narrow old streets with the tall buildings, I think about how much has changed in 400 years of colonization of this narrow sliver of land.
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