New Yorkers may seem disconnected. In actuality, though, it takes amazing stores of inner fortitude to exist in these self-contained worlds. People are accustomed to themselves and each other on levels people living far apart just aren't. They cannot isolate or hide from each other here.
The bounty before the breach, the treasure trove of the dirt farmer, the end-of-season Union Square greenmarket. An eager gatherer, I approach the market with two empty canvas bags and a pocket full of cash.