A Year In New York

Today I joined my friend Jen, the erotic filmmaker, on a tour of the Museum of Sex. There! I’m sure you’re sitting up straighter in your chair already, awaiting lurid, revealing details about people’s sex lives. Bummer for you. I am not even going there.
Instead I will share the lurid, revealing secrets I learned about [...]

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This afternoon I went to check out Olafur Eliasson’s “New York City Waterfalls.” They have the art critics as excited as kids dancing around a Harlem fire hydrant, but frankly they just made me homesick for the real thing.
All four of the installations can be seen from the tip of Pier 17. I stood against [...]

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I crept into the Metropolitan Museum with Ariel and Seth to escape the afternoon heat. Outside, a crowd milled about, blinking in the painfully bright reflection off the museum steps and the marble columns of Fifth Avenue. Inside, at the entrance to the lofty Great Hall, it was cool and dark and even peaceful for [...]

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