My first day in New York was filled with sights not unlike most of my days in Chicago: people commuting. As in my hometown, I look for moments that are gone in a second but wouldn't demand a second look from anyone else. The angle of the escalators presented a perfect tilt to the geometric perfection of the subway architecture. With two going up next to me, I just needed someone going down between. A man quenching his thirst was just such a moment.