Yesterday, I descended into the jaws of Hell… or at least it looked that way.
I went down a long series of rickety, narrow metal stairs to a massive construction site under what used to be The World Trade Center, (or at least part of it). I was accompanying a print journalist from one of our client’s magazines. She was doing an article on a monster building project going on right under our noses – or at least right under the streets of lower Manhattan.
