A Year In New York

This is the first day it hasn’t dumped down rain in the middle of the afternoon. It is nice being dry and all, but I am a little bit disappointed.
I happened to be sitting at my fifth-floor window, looking west in the direction of Jersey, when the rain hit on Sunday. The sky had been [...]

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How Manhattanites feed themselves is a mystery to me. I get the restaurant thing – throw your wallet in any direction and it will hit a waiter – but I’m not sure how anyone gets groceries to the refrigerator.

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I am underground on a subway platform, sweating quietly and trying to look wise. I glance right, then left. One tunnel mouth will deliver the train, but I don’t know which. I don’t know for sure which line I’m on, or with complete certainty that this train will indeed deliver us to Washington Heights, which [...]

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My first night in New York and I hunker down at a Starbucks on Broadway and West 105th like a tourist in Paris who seeks refuge at McDonalds. The wi-fi made me do it. My apartment doesn’t have wi-fi yet, or phone or cable, and UPS delivered both of my lamps pre-broken.

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