“Past the projects, the land opened up and water came into view. The breeze carried rain and salt. Jetties and barrier walls supported the shore, which was stacked with crumbling brick warehouses. Out in the channel, the Statue of Liberty… — Andrew Cotto Copy Share Image
“In the open sky above the hushed streets, the moon was a porcelain plate on a black table as I walked home. A breeze… — Andrew Cotto Copy Share Image
“My mother's mother came to this country in the usual way--she got on a boat with other immigrants and sailed from Sicily. She wasn't… — Andrew Cotto Copy Share Image
“Past the sloping green lawn of the park, I entered a new world, regal and historic. Here I walked on swept sidewalks, past pristine… — Andrew Cotto Copy Share Image
“Past the projects, the land opened up and water came into view. The breeze carried rain and salt. Jetties and barrier walls supported the… — Andrew Cotto Copy Share Image
“The full moon rose above the harbor as brightly lit tour boats skimmed along the black water, the brilliant cluster of lower Manhattan piled… — Andrew Cotto Copy Share Image
“Gypsy cabs jostled and honked...Dollar vans lined the sidewalk and people piled in and out. As I walked down the slope, the buildings grew… — Andrew Cotto Copy Share Image
“The lady in the liquor store sold me a fifth of whiskey and the landlord’s name without taking her eyes off the book she… — Andrew Cotto Copy Share Image
