Last Night

Last night,  Continue reading

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Discovering love in the big city, or “What’s Cooking?”

 

I moved to New York to find love. There are 11 million people here. The odds must be terrific. They have to be terrific, right? Thus far, I…have seen a lot of cute dogs out for their walk. Continue reading

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Vacant apartment

The people in the place across the airspace have gone.
I never knew them.
I never will. Continue reading

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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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