Both of these photos are authentic and were taken in New York City during the construction of the Rockefeller Center in 1932. These are wonderful shots, and if I were the photographer who got to capture it, I would wet myself. I can appreciate their beauty, but am I the only one that these pictures freak out? I mean one wrong move and splat! I see these shots, and I get nervous and have to LOOK AWAY. Maybe this is just another one of my neurosis, just like my dislike of napkins and how I hate the word appetite.*Shivers* But I've always wonder if I was alone in this.
So how do these photos make you feel?