New York City

The last time (and maybe fifth total) I visited New York was during 2005.
As my father and I ascended a flight of stairs that led up from the train I heard a deafening jackhammer, smelled the acrid scent of urine, felt people push on either side of me, saw mostly people who looked half-dead and had a metallic taste in my mouth.
....And this was just during the first few minutes.
I said to my father, "this is like an assault on all of my senses at once."
He laughed knowingly....
Anyway, I am just thinking about that experience for some reason.