New York can be considered or seen as a linear place. Up, up, up, fast moving, out with the old, in with the new. I tend to gravitate to it non-linear elements... the Dive Bars, lesser traveled streets and people on the periphery, slightly out of time. Here is a small sample of people, important to the city that often escape the eye, the soul beneath the grit, the shining individual lost within the many passing faces...