I was in New York last week with my colleagues from LA for meetings in Midtown. It was typical January weather with a couple of cold nights due to the wind chill.
Living in Upstate New York I’ve grown accustomed to winter and just sorta deal with it. But I watched my colleagues from LA suffer, complain and downright whine about the inhumanity of a January climate in the Northeast.
At the end of the day we would head outside on Lexington Ave into the normal rush of commuters walking to Grand Central Station. It reminded me of this image I captured of a January commuter about to enter a T Station where the window had not been cleaned since the summer.