we hold up our umbrellas to cut the glare from Times Square
and, incidentally, snow falls on a holiday cityscape.
earlier we watched the sun go down and
didn't find the Wall Street bull,
but watched the cars on the Brooklyn Bridge instead.
there's a man playing erhu in Penn Station
but we don't give him any money
on our way back to the cheapest Manhattan hostel
we were able to find.
we see rats on the tracks, and they run away just in time.
I can finally say I've eaten a bagel from a street vendor.
We found cheap tacos and hot dogs and
a lomography shop in Greenwich Village.
it looks like under all that dirt and grime,
New York is beautiful after all.
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Jeff and I went to NYC for 3 nights. I liked it!
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