They've been renovating the water front for many years, eventually it will be a park running from the Battery up to Columbia, unless Trump gets his way and builds yet another unnecessary  monument to himself in the form of a complex of some magnitude. Can you tell I don't like him? 

But I digress, and I'm rarely that far north anyway, so it doesn't really matter to me. I'm all about the strip below 14th Street, although these two images were taken on the abandoned ruin of a pier in Chelsea. Thirty years ago, they were all like this; in fact, the one that used to be by Christopher Street collapsed late one night with a number of anonymous lovers on it and several of them drowned.
They built over the old moorings, which can't ripped out because of environmental issues, and now it's a big green lawn for the anonymous lovers to loll around on. Each pier has its own personality, this one in Chelsea is almost always empty and would be a good place to jump from if one were so inclined. Easy to climb over barriers and no one to stop you, at least for now. This pier feels bigger than the others, perhaps because it is so desolate, and some day, I'm sure it will be a fabulous addition to the water front renovation project, unless they pave it over as a parking lot, although it's pretty fabulous right now.