Claiming My Space
5 min readAug 10, 2021
One of the first things I noticed when I moved to New York City was the way New Yorkers would make themselves at home anywhere. On the subway I observed riders eating dinner, taking a nap, applying makeup and even crying, as if the F Train was their living room. I witnessed people languidly sunbathing atop bleachers in the middle of Times Square with hundreds of tourists buzzing around. I marveled at how unselfconsciously people would setup camp in cafés…
