A Room with a view.

Boston has a way of showing off at night. From the 8th floor at the corner of Beacon and Mass Ave, the city stretched wide — rooftops fading into the Charles, and the skyline pulling upward in glass and steel.

I stitched together this panoramic to hold onto the sweep of it: the gold wash of headlights down Commonwealth Ave, the quiet geometry of Back Bay rooftops, and the Prudential Tower anchoring it all in the distance.

It’s a view that feels both familiar and rare. Familiar because it’s Boston, a city I’ve walked countless times. Rare because sometimes you have to climb a little higher, look out from an unexpected window, and see the place you thought you knew from a different angle.