From the day
Perspective: The Anxious Local · Sound
The radio is blaring Tommy Page’s "I'll Be Your Everything," but I can barely hear it over the screech of the subway and the kids shouting about those Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Everything is getting so expensive that dropping seventy cents on a loaf of bread feels like a robbery, and now Dinkins is trying to halt the Staten Island port, leaving us all wondering where the jobs will go next. I adjust my thermal knit shirt under this heavy flannel, feeling like a total spam target for every street vendor trying to sell me some cheap knockoff. It’s a mess out here, just a loud, crowded Wednesday where the price of gas is creeping up and the future feels as hazy as the smog over the Hudson.