TRAGIC. How do people go to work in this city, not knowing whether they'll come home alive or not? I think I'll start posting every time someone in NY meets a random, untimely death. Here's one from this weekend.

What is the price that people are willing to pay to live around here? How many millions put their lives in the hands of others every day? Who remembers the Brooklyn subway crash that lead to 100 deaths? How about any of these (which has not been updated and may not be complete)?

I swear that I love NY even though I left - but in a place where only the sky is the limit for people's dreams, the tragedies are all that more profound.