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Monthly Archives: August 2016
Central Park Cinderella
She knew she was no Cinderella. But she loved the story just the same.
Posted in City Center, Loneliness, Love, Manhattan, New York
Tagged a kiss, beauty, Brooklyn, Central Park, cinderella, dreams, feminine magic, girl, keys, loneliness, love, magic shoes, New York, relationships, romance, the heart, young
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Ending or Beginning? No matter. Life is circular.
The trip began very close to its end, on Fulton Street.
Posted in Architecture, City Center, Love, Manhattan, New York
Tagged 9/11, antiquity, Architecture, beauty, bravery, cemeteries, chapels, confidence, Fulton Street, growth, history, independence, loneliness, love, New York, NY Subway, poetry, popcorn, romance, the heart, Theater, transportation, young
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A New (York) Man.
You know that feeling, feeling like you have to apologize for being alive? For taking up space in their world? For consuming their oxygen? Like you’re not entitled to it even if you’ve worked hard? New York’s a great place … Continue reading
Posted in City Center, Friends, Loneliness, Love, Manhattan, New York, Raleigh, Uncategorized, Work
Tagged bravery, desperation, friendship, frustration, growth, loneliness, love, manhood, Men, New York, relationships, romance, the heart, the mind
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How do they keep it running?
Here in NY, unlike where I live in Iowa, there are plenty of places to go to in the mornings—and maybe even more at night. I still go to bed early, like an Iowa farm boy.
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged beauty, cars, feminine magic, friendship, frustration, growth, love, New York, the heart, transportation
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Shoot! I can’t write.
Some famous but blocked writer must have said, “When you can’t write, shoot.” I just say, “Shoot! I can’t write.”
Posted in City Center, Humor, Manhattan, New York
Tagged art, beauty, cars, dogs, humor, nature, New York, objects, pigeons, subway, transportation, urban scenes, whimsy
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