Turning the corner

As we were biking back across town this evening, we saw this long flat-bed truck with a steel beam trying to turn on to Broadway (given the location, I'd bet money that it was going to the WTC).


We stood there, mesmerized, and watched as the driver slowly inched forwards and then backwards, forwards and backwards, forwards and backwards, until the tail met the engine and he continued down Broadway. The crowd on the street corner applauded as he drove into the night.