They say once you’ve lived in New York for ten years, you can officially call yourself a New Yorker. Today, that’s me. Today is my tenth anniversary of living in New York City.
A ‘new’ New Yorker
My Date Night With New York
It’s been a while since I’ve people-watched on Ninth Avenue. I used to do so quite often, spending long nights sitting by the window of our favorite bar, talking with friends and watching strangers as they passed by. This week, with an excuse to remain in midtown until the start of a concert for which …
The Ghost and Mr. Brinson
Tonight, I met a ghost. I had plans to go to dinner and see a show with some friends so as the sun began its descent, I walked from the train station to the restaurant in Hell’s Kitchen. I was minding my own business, enjoying the weather and the golden hour sunlight, but as I …
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