City that doesn’t sleep, and neither do we
March 11th 2004 Crossing over the Hudson via Brooklyn Bridge to Heather’s place in Brooklyn, I looked out from our subway car window over our shoulders and saw the illuminated Manhattan skylines behind us. Ah, we are in New York City again. Beau and I landed in Lombardia this evening from a rough plane ride and we managed to figure out how to ride the subway to Brooklyn, where we will be staying for the next fe
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