by levina | October 11, 2011

As college kids around the nation rushed home after their first rounds of prelims, I sprinted into the first NYC-bound car I could find and made plans to prowl Soho and the East Village each and every morning, day, and night of my Columbus Day weekend. If you’ve ever come to New York City to visit me, I’ve either taken you to Peep for a quick drink during happy hour and told you to check out the bathrooms or we’ve gone to Esperanto for tapas and live music. I admit it: I’m a repeat offender, and I live my life in a three mile radius. Though this may sound like a terrible concept, don’t think I’m complaining; if I had to confine my life to any three mile by three mile area, I would happily choose lower Manhattan.

This past Saturday, after an early lunch at Spring Street Natural (also an offender here; I’m only a few dishes away from having tried the entire menu at this point) and a quick cameo in Manhattan Local News for their fashion feature on mixed prints this season, I found myself caught up in a whirlwind of longboarders riding down Broadway just past noon.

After a lot of initial confusion, gawking, and police evasion, we realized that we managed to catch a glimpse of the 11th annual Broadway Bomb, a race to skate in traffic from Riverside Park and 116th street down to the Charging Bull statue on Wall St. This year, over 1,000 skaters registered to skate through 150 traffic lights, 100,000 pedestrians, and an already-irate police department for 30 minutes of glory.

A few hours and one trip to Peep later, I got caught up in another sea of people on Prince St. In the days following Steve Jobs’ death, communities gathered to create memorials for him all over the city.

As one of the greatest innovators of our time, Mr. Jobs changed our lives in so many ways during the short time he was here, having a hand in everything from GUI to Pixar films. Although I truthfully did not use very many of his products until recently, I stopped at the tribute to appreciate the impact he had on our generation as a great life-changer.

In the span of a few hours, I watched somewhere near 1,000 people risk their lives in pursuit of a singular shared passion and, five blocks away, I began to recognize the impact that one man’s life work had on just the thousands of people who happened to pass by that day.

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