Today, I had four hours before a 7:00 play. I walked slowly, a first, down 57th and wondered in and out of galleries and accessory stores. On 5th Avenue, I quietly enjoyed the windows, lights, and music. I allowed myself to take it all in. At Rockefeller Center, I watched the ice skater for a long while, marveled at the 94’ tree. and sat on a bench and relished, again, the … [Read more...]
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