Landmark bridges as sidewalks in the sky. I know not the angle of ascension, but in time you get six or seven stories up and low-rise neighborhoods start to show their roofs. If the train weren’t so loud it’d be closer to perfect.
Lots of walking recently and more to come. I’m getting in tune with distances and what a north/south and east/west block mean by foot. LES apartment to Grand Central? One hour. To the corner store for emergency milk? Two minutes. (Emergency being that it’s breakfast time and the cereal is dry.)
Anyhoo, getting physical with it all.