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New York City. She’s a rare thing.
The morning you move to New York City will be as distinct as the day when birds first learned it was in their blood to sing. Oh, can you imagine what happened in the trees that day? You’ll delight in … Continue reading
Filed under Big City, Big Dreams
And for a short fix of time, he and I were just two children sleeping in your arms, cradled by your transit line.
The lurch of the subway that followed closely after the full stop sent the sleeping child straight into my lap. He did not move. He did not stir. I looked around for a parent to step forward and scoop the … Continue reading
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Becoming a “New Yorker”: Glass slippers don’t make for an easy morning commute.
The first time I attempted to be a real New Yorker I was nearly hit by a car. For the longest time, looking like I belonged in New York City came with a belief in the practicality of impractical shoes … Continue reading
Filed under Big City, Big Dreams, Humanity, Life Lessons, Loneliness, The Tough Stuff
