As the aftershocks subsided, the city transformed. The relentless hum of Manhattan was replaced by a strange, collective breath. Without the roar of the 4 train or the constant honking of yellow cabs, New York felt naked.
That night, Big showed up at Carrie’s doorstep, windblown and smelling of expensive tobacco and adrenaline. He didn't have a witty remark or a grand gesture. He just looked at her. “You okay, kid?” he asked. 6.6 Sex and the City
Miranda, ever the pragmatist, was staring at her Blackberry. “The subways are down. The bridges are closed. We are officially trapped on an island with eight million panicked people and a dwindling supply of premium vodka.” As the aftershocks subsided, the city transformed
