|I never got to leave comments on the February essays. Yours intrigued me a lot since it's about the place where I live, the city that I love the most.
I am always interested how other people see NYC. It's always a matter of chance; how many days you stay in a place, in what season, which neighborhood, with whom you travel, where you stay or if the pillow in the hotel was comfy enough to let you sleep in spite of the sirens and noise of the streets.
You looked at one aspect and you saw (or was attracted to) the empty, wet streets and therefore the title. The grit of NY. One facet. How can we do justice to a place that has so many facets?!
Needless to say, I loved your images and, as other commenters noted, the long shadows that are a characteristic of this place.