Danny, I was never afraid of the height. I was afraid of the ground. The flat, ordinary ground where nothing happens. Up here, you’re alive. You’re closer to God, or whatever it is. You’re closer to yourself. Don’t stop climbing. Not for the view. For the feeling of your own heart trying to break out of your chest. Be brave, son. Da.
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The second clue, the weeping stone, was harder. They had to bribe a scaffolder with a pack of cigarettes to let them into the dusty, clanging belly of the Anglican’s bell tower. The “weeping stone” wasn’t crying. It was a dark, porous block where generations of stonemasons had wiped their sweat and their grief. And there, among the Victorian names, fresh in the soft, damp rock: D.Q. – keep climbing.
The final climb was the Metropolitan, the Catholic cathedral. Its concrete spike wasn't a spire but a lantern tower. To get to the crane’s nest—an abandoned construction crane frozen halfway up the tower since the 1960s—they had to go through a maintenance hatch, across a slick, wind-scoured walkway with a three-hundred-foot drop to the street below.