Saturday, September 17, 2005

why would anyone not be drawn to New York?

I have not time to write now... I'm here with a small bunch of Madison and ex-Madison bloggers and they, especially one of them, the one who Intends To See Everything, keep me on the run.

I did take some photos and I am hoping that they will suffice for now. It's Saturday, a slow day for blog reading anyway.

My 24 hours, in a nutshell:

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there's always something slightly off about New York

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and just the other day, while still in Madison, I reflected on how steamy the city is,

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it seems to rise from many sources and it envelops you, so that you float with it, reaching new heights of steaminess,

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a city of reflections,

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and maybe it's the Central Park lakes that make even ex-Madisonians feel right at home,

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me, I love the food (in the Village: black pasta with pink fish)...

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it's worth pausing a diet for a slice of New York cheesecake;

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after that meal, she swore she would never leave the city

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others are really drawn to the sights,

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indeed, there are many sights...

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me, I cannot pass on a latte, at Soho's Cafe Cafe

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Oscar pointed out that JFW and Ocean appeared, well, sort of similar today;

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in the early evening we finally reached the tip of the island. the breeze was magnificent. a New York haze, a low sun, the once busy harbor quiet now.


  1. Did the Pretzel Guy float up onto his cart because of the steaminess? And why is he revealing his belly?!


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