Let me take this moment to tell you that sometimes life is just like movies and sometimes it is not. Riding a taxi, like the movies. Walking through Central Park, getting lost in SoHo, and riding the subway all like the movies. Eating a Gray's Papaya hot dog and meeting the Naked Cowboy, not like the movies. The hot dog was average and the cowboy was a perv. I've been in New York all week and constantly feel like I'm living in a movie. I have this idealized conception of New York and I have to say that out is living up to my expectations 125%! I pretty much never want to leave.
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