My dystopian commute through New Jersey is bound by the cloverleaf exit from the Goethals Bridge and the helix to the Lincoln Tunnel; it is my first temporal displacement of the day. Moving in an arc between the exit and the toll plaza there is a moment when you can see where you have been and where you are going. If you have the option, it is the moment before a direction is chosen, up or down the line, as Robert Si…
SOURCE: The New York Public Library at 05:29PM on February 25, 2014