It's been a long week. A north-of-60-hours week. I collapsed against a column, yearning for the train. Train arrived, too many people, I let it pass in hopes I could find breathing room in the next one.
Waiting waiting waiting waiting...my right ear perked. Was that a trombone?
Yes.
I scooped up my bags and headed back up the stairs.
I ♥ New York.
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Ahh, New York. Music and adventure around every corner!
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