Text and Photography by Judith Weinraub
Manhattan can be a study in contrasts: in languages spoken; in black, white and brown skin colors; in where people live—in apartments, single rooms, individual homes—even on the street. But this spring the streets themselves can be desolate—devoid of people, cars, even buses and trucks—especially at night. The one life form that seems to be unaffected by the coronavirus is the wealth of tulips springing up next to sidewalks—defying all odds.
Judith Weinraub, a longtime features editor and reporter at the Washington Post, is now living in Manhattan.