I stopped in front of the Woolworth building and looked up in utter amazement of the massive structure. I know, I've lived in New York for years and I should be used to it, but this was really the first time I stopped and looked at the structure and the way it was built. It was so tall, it went through the clouds and looked like a beanstalk to a giant's lair.
After I snapped the picture, I hear a voice behind me.
He asked, "Do you know the history of this building?"
A little taken back by the gall of someone to talk to me in the middle of the city, I just said no to see what he would say next.
"This is one of my favorite buildings in the city. This is the Woolworth building, it was constructed in the 1910's and at the time, it was the tallest building in the world, fifty seven stories..."
I paid attention and listened, it was very surreal, like something out of a movie where he would turn out to be the ghost of the original architect. I was half right. He turned out to be an architect and helped to renovate the building. It was a very interesting little conversation and I thanked him for informing me of a building I otherwise would have just entitled "Skyscraper". We each walked separate ways, but I should have turned around just to make sure he didn't disappear on me ;-)