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.