I moved to NYC three years and two months ago. Brooklyn, actually. My twin brother let me have his spare room. It's true what they say: after 2 or 3 years, NYC starts being what it always was--loud and smelly and full of rats that aren't all adorably hauling pizza down the steps. But my first month here, I filmed 5 seconds out of each day, one hour apart. And at the end, I had clips from each hour of a day, over the span of a month. A lot has changed. I live in Manhattan now. I ride my bike a lot more than I ride the train. Every pair of shoes featured in these clips has worn out. But some things have remained the same. This place is still huge, even though it's tiny. I still run as much as possible. I'm still impressed at what beautiful, crazy, weird shit I see everyday.