It’s that place you miss when you’re gone that drives you mad when you’re here–all those racing hearts and broken hearts, tiny apartments that require massive paychecks, getting fattened up and starved out. Polarizing. I think that’s the word. Polarizing. Los Angeles photographer (and New York City transplant) Jac reminisces on her time here. In an email to the editor’s, Jac put this series into words the best herself: I gave it some thought and you’ve been reminding me how much I FUCKING MISS NEW YORK. So after further adieu, an ode to the city.