And even here, if we look in the opposite direction along the platform, they have reverted to their beloved pillars.

But by the time we get to Dyckman Street the subway has become overground.

World Trade Center 1 lurking behind other buildings seen from Battery Park

Emma Lazarus wrote The New Colossus, a sonnet which appears on a plaque in the pedestal of the Statue of Liberty. It includes the words: Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
To get us in the mood, they force us into an huddled mass waiting for the security screening which is almost as strict as airport security.

Picasa's pathetic attempt at stitching together four images of downtown Manhattan

Windows Live Photo Gallery's superb bit of stitching. The new One World Trade Center is in the center.

These crude dog outlines at the foot of the pedestal are pivoted to move about in the wind and in fact are very effective at scaring away the seagulls

This rather sweet mini fire truck is stationed within the terminal because ceiling heights especially down at the platforms would not allow a regular truck in.

One of the few sensible things that Americans do is talk about "track" numbers not platform numbers.