The Grand Central Terminal has long been a place where photographers take long shutter speed shots of people bustling around. 

I am no different to them, the majesty of the building demands that the photos be taken.

This place is often referred to incorrectly as Grand Central Station, which was the name of its predecessor building on the same site.

Entry through the East 42nd Street entrance leaves you face-to-face with a wonderful-looking restaurant – I think Eve would love to dine there.