15 Mar How I Survived a Year in a Weird and Empty Manhattan
A year ago, virtually all of the nearly 4 million people who swamp Manhattan below 60th Street each day deserted the central city — except me. I am one of a handful of people — less than 30,000, in a space that would fit six times that in a similarly dense residential neighborhood — for whom Midtown isn’t just work or entertainment, but home.
I have lived in West Midtown for nearly 20 years. It did not occur to me to leave town. Where would I go? It’s nice that so many people have second homes in Florida or feel it is normal for adults to move in with their parents.
My neighbors moved out by the double-parked truckload, leaving their sad furniture discards in the recycling room. But with vacations off limits, too, I haven’t spent a night away in 15 months.
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