Tom de Peyret observes the inner workings of power. Behind the shine of glossy facades, into the meanders of silent infrastructures. A barely recognizable New York City is sometimes outlined in the shape of a bridge, a faraway skyscraper, or the logo of the New York Times — whose presses he surveys, along the alleyways of their Queens printing plant. This book avoids postcard mise-en-scènes to scrutinize the city’s own anonymous pedestal; the structure which grants the capital its daily role, as the Empire’s unofficial epicenter.
