There was one moment, as we walked south on Park Avenue, and the early evening sunlight streamed through the skyscraped streets, with trees just on the verge of bloom and that distinct smell of cigarette smoke and warm pavement lingering in the air, the wide Manhattan avenue stretching into forever, that I thought I love this place more than I ever knew I could.
It was a good day.
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It was a good burger too.
ReplyDeletethe company was decent, as well.
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