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Diary of a New Yorker. Take a look around.
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The cars sped by pretty quickly. They sent vibrations up onto the pedestrian walkway. You see, I have a slight fear of heights, or rather, walking on seemingly faulty grounds that have a chance of giving way if the right amount of weight focuses in on a specific spot. But today, with the gusty winds and the shaky wooden planks bolted together underneath my feet, I feared nothing.

It’s been awhile, but the only thing I felt was alive.

January 08 at 08:21pm