Last week I went to New York for work. I lived there four years, before you were born, the last year of it with your father. It was a long road to get there but me and your Dad love the City. Hate the subway at rush hour, but love the City. I missed you terribly but it was great to get back in touch with my friends and I had some tremendous meals. I can't wait introduce you to New York. The sidewalk is really the best place to see it. But no matter what you do you only get a glimse. You never see the whole picture and it's changing on you all time. There are little details of life, craftmanship, hardship, joy, relentless life on every street. It's thrilling, captivating, aggravating. Some part of me will always call it home.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
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