One of the things I love most about life in NYC is the sense that I can never completely know it. There will always be secrets to uncover. Something new replacing something old. Mysteries just down the block.
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And here’s one: a beach of sorts right in my neighborhood.
OK, so it’s not South Beach, or even the Rockaways. But I had no idea you could get so close to the shore of the East River.
Who knows: maybe in a few more years, we’ll really want to.
After a week of miserable rain and humidity, Saturday dawned perfectly pleasant: sunny and dry.
But it wasn’t the prospect of a good hair day that had me smiling. Instead, it was the fact that the future owner of an unwanted – and very, very large – piece of furniture would soon be removed from my bedroom in the new apartment. Continue reading →