Birth of a Bridge
During my twice-daily commute, I cross over the Manhattan Bridge on the D train. (That's if all goes well; I had a commute tonight that Dante would have considered too far-fetched.) It's a magnificent bridge, but given the frequency with which I find myself on it, I'm not sure I needed to see this picture of its construction in 1909. Mind the gap(s), indeed:
1 Comments:
What an amazing picture. If I had a copy of that, I would totally frame it.
-- Comish
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