I basically walked right through it, that’s how I found it. On my way to a poetry library in Battery Park that promised good wi-fi and aircon and a rare view of the water. You might think that it would’ve been more obvious to me, but like a sun-blind rat, I just walked past this gap, a conspicuous site in one of New York’s densest neighbourhoods. Oh, that’s just Andrew Hamilton’s graveyard, probably. Chess-like games of sidewalk right-of-way cause aloofness…
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