A Look Beyond the Bricks

That under-sink pipe was solid, so I pushed open the window screen and climbed out into the fresh air! The iron stairs of the fire escape rattle just a bit under my boots, but they hold firm. Way down below, yellow cabs zoom past like little beetles, and across the street, a construction crane is swinging a massive steel beam through the sky. I hooked one arm around the black railing and gave the metal a good rap with my knuckles. Sturdy craftsmanship! New York's got an entire maze out here waiting to be checked out.