Sunday, October 26

Bright lights, big city

I hate New York. (And, no, it's not just an extension of my Yankees hatred.) It's too big, too loud, too dirty, and too high on itself. No thanks, I'm all set. I miss Boston already, and I've only been in this godforsaken hole for three hours.

Okay, one good thing: The f-ing falafel is amazing.

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