Bianca Bosker

Photographs by Sinna Nasseri
On a recent Friday morning, I found myself in a sea of bodies waiting to be admitted to Universal’s new $7 billion Orlando theme park, Epic Universe. Speakers hidden in the foliage blared a soaring melody suggestive of a heroic quest involving swords. The adults in the crowd, most of whom were unaccompanied by minors, wore performance athletic-gear. We filed through a metal detector and presented our tickets. Then all around me, people began to run.

Photographs By Jeffrey MilsteinIt was a sunny day in New York City when I realized that my sky was being stolen.The first sign of trouble was the crane. Its thin finger appeared over the old brick building outside my window, scratching at the sliver of sky I could just make out above the rooftops. My sky. In a city where you can sprain your neck searching for sky, I relished this shard of blue, so tiny that I could cover it with my thumb.