Change

The Strand opens at 11 am so I will take in the sights of the city for a bit, maybe grab a knish.

I fucking love this city. I love the smells, that baked-in-heat and cooked meat business that permeates the place.

There’s an Eastern European man in Union Square teaching his kid to ride a bike with no pedals.

I understand why there are so many writers here, even if I’m tired of reading about the place.