The Quiet

The most surreal aspect of deserted Manhattan streets: the quiet. 

Pictures don’t capture it, words don’t do it justice. Today on my walk I passed through an empty Rockefeller Center. Three months ago I’d curse the shoulder to shoulder crowds packed into this plaza, pushing my way through every night as I left from work. 

Today you could hear the wind tapping the flags against their poles. 

Make sure your sound is on when you watch this video. Listen to the silence.