When you actually cross the Brooklyn Bridge, it feels different as a person. You walk through it and when you have, you eat some the pizza from Juliana’s that used to be Grimaldi’s…I mean, it is life-changing in every sense of the word. I’ve always wanted to cross the Brooklyn Bridge, even before my photographer-life, then I did all in under the rain and almost weeping? I mean, really. I took a shot and I glanced myself and praised it in all its glory, I thought to myself, wow–Brooklyn, finally.