New York City: The Vacation

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Then, now,—perchance again! . . . .
O round mine eyes your tresses shake!
Shall we not lie as we have lain
Thus for Love’s sake,
And sleep, and wake, yet never break the chain?

—Dante Gabriel Rossetti

I have been here before. A city is an altered form when you wake up here every day. I am meeting the Big Apple for the first time it seems and yet I thought we were old friends.


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