New York City
New York City. She charms me, she amuses me and she beckons me back the minute I leave.
I love the pace.
The kitsch.
The old.
And the new.
The streets above.
And the tracks below.
I soak up her history.
Including the parts that make me cry.
And I love how she shines.
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