My studio faces a large apartment building in downtown New York City. Even though I have never met any of my “neighbors” across the street, I feel like I know a lot about what goes on in their daily lives. It is like a movie that plays in front of me on a continuous loop. One day I see a couple kissing, another day I notice someone new moving in. Sometimes there are visual clues that manifest in the windows – a parted curtain, a politically charged poster or telltale remnants from Superstorm Sandy. Each window tells its own story.