I was lucky enough to spend a few days in New York City at the end of my North American journey. Numerous photographers have dreamed about this iconic city, and I was yearning to hit the streets as well. Days went by at a crazy pace as I walked for hours across Manhattan and Brooklyn. As I shot tirelessly. A passerby’s dreamy look, another one’s assertive walk, the subway workers, a reflection in a shop window, the last sunbeams illuminating the late afternoon with their warm autumn light. The moon rising over Brooklyn. At night, jazz clubs and music venues rekindled the flame that was left extinct during those two long years marked by the pandemic. In this photographic diary, monochromatic pictures stand alongside a few color images. No need to stage anything, New Yorkers go gracefully about their daily business amid the frantic rhythm of the Metropolis.