Vacant apartment

The people in the place across the airspace have gone.
I never knew them.
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Where I was last night

The contrasts that make Manhattan fascinating arise suddenly, almost secretly, such that one must dig not only to discover them, but also to plumb their depths. Doing so you’ll discover a wealth of history—and some remarkable connections that can span the globe.

That very famous skyscraper stands guard over the Church of Transfiguration

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Tonight, a simple supper, then a walk.

For someone who has waited all his life for steady companionship, the city—despite its millions who seemingly cannot make eye contact with a stranger—provides an astonishing comfort. Continue reading

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I am a godless drifter sailing on the winds of a desperate sea.

This morning brought me memories of my first car, a 1973 Fiat 124 Sport Spider. I had to start writing immediately, because that car…well, I’ll simply say that without that car, I’d have been utterly miserable. Continue reading

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My Own Private Met

Lately, despite all the heavy-duty stimulation of Manhattan, I’ve been stuck in a quiet corner and not inclined to write. Continue reading

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The New Prez

This may be pure fantasy, but I’d like to think that a change has come over the man Trump, that he has discovered some humility. It would be very refreshing to have a president who could show his very real human side. On occasion Obama seemed to do that, but I always had the feeling that he was holding something back, hiding something, controlling himself. Continue reading

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A Day in the Life

nyNight has fallen over the island that knows little rest. Continue reading

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