A Tale of Two Lights

Where: New York, NY

 

 

Door JobAfter a thunderstorm sped over Manhattan, the air was suddenly clean and almost felt sharp.

 

 

But the light itself was harsh and crunchy.

 

 

Then I noticed large puddles of water left by the storm reflecting into the sides of cars. At the right angle, the black paint on this car door looked like polished silver.

 

 

While the primary light was ugly, the reflected then incident light was brilliant.

 

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