When I lived in Manhattan, some days I’d take the train down to WTC,and watch the sun set. Across the street was the World Financial Center, beyond that was a broad concourse to the waterside, and to the ferry docks. When I shot this I’d love to say I got the guy to stand in place, however the magic of photography I got what I needed without asking. But when I saw my film a day later I sure thanked my lucky Angel. That was the magic about film in the not so long ago past. We had to wait for film to be processed, and then walked back to the studio, and seen for the first time.