| buying the weekly metro pass |
| the turnstile passage, with goodbye on his mind |
| headed to his train - the F |
| when I first came in May, the tall building was only half built |
| sun reflections from morning window-mirrors dance on many buildings |
| such a busy place, I never did get to taste their pizza - sorry Kyria! |
I guess I can say it, or sing it - I love New York!
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