For far more time than we'd like to admit, we spent our days commuting to and from the stressful center of neon lights and fanny packs that is Times Square. During this period, we were always immensely grateful for the existence of the International Center of Photography, which always provided us with a blissful lunch hour retreat, whether from the stress of the teeming masses outside or just from excel projects gone maddeningly awry. more ›