New York! New York! My heart is stolen. You were all that you promised and more. Bright lights. The murmur of a hundred languages. Boots. Everyone wears boots in New York. Sturdy, sensible boots with low heels for walking and walking and walking. Canyons of concrete and glass. Tiny patches of green with wrought iron garden benches tucked between buildings. …
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