For more than thirty years, the story goes, the writer Joseph Mitchell went to his office at The New Yorker on West Forty-Third Street, worked behind a closed door, and never published another story. Amid the demolished buildings of his beloved and changing New York City, he felt like a stranger to himself. The mystery of Mitchell’s so-called silent years is an untold story—until now.

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