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I've moved. And the sun has returned. The heat of the city is now starting to thicken. The noises of the refurbishment in the floor abov...

A long week of late working late nights, and tonight I'm scraping the little dregs of soul that eeked out there life, pulling them out ...

Today I went running in central park, this is the third time I've been running (in my life); I'm still thoroughly confused about wha...

I'm tired, body aching subtly from Aikido of a couple of days ago, mind warn flat, having spent days pouring through piles of code, stri...

At the weekend, I saw cyclists from my window, thousands of them, for hours and hours... The day before yesterday, I managed to feed myse...

People wear a worn look, perhaps it's more than skin deep. "Life is hard", it says. They walk slowly, and it's a tired wal...

The days pass and pass... I returned from Edinburgh and Oxford on monday to a different New York, to heat, to streets covered in flowers and...

Some more pictures; I went out to Queens, apparently all the best food is out there, in small unassuming and very local places. They certain...

There is a sign that says BUMP. A man picks up his dog's shit, with his bare hands, and places it delicately by a tree. Galleries la...

I got home early today, left the office at 17:30, that felt pretty good. But I also had too much coffee, on and off, over the day, leaving m...

I wake up, and admire the view... I walk to work, this is typically what it looks like: There are strange characters here, like this...

This weekend, I went to a party in Queens; Astoria . It was the kindly invite of a friend of friend, a Greek carnival party, where wild alie...

The first week at work has been surprising in how unsurprising it has been. Much like Wikileaks - all the stuff you didn't know, but str...

A short, delightfully bitter Capuccino, and a gentle brioche in the lobby of the ACE hotel; I'm really here for that Stumptown Coffee . ...

Man and parrot outside Murray's Bagels I'm moody today; woke up on the wrong side of bed, on the wrong side of afternoon; struggl...

Simultaneously lost for words, and overwhelmed with things to say. Here's a sprinkling of sights... View from living room window; m...

Just arrived to my flat in New York, a 17th Floor on 6th Avenue, the centre of Manhattan. Rather like a hotel; white clean dry walls; it...

A collection of long flights, 40 hours from setting off I'm washing away jetlag, slowly, loosing moments here and there as I stare nowhe...

Somehow I have not managed managed to sleep again. I mismanaged my packing, fixing the shower at 2am, forgot my french phone cards, euros, b...

Paris again, a small cafe somewhere, this table is too small for my latop and the coffee. Two girls discuss something serious in deep arabic...