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Saturday, April 02, 2011
My town
Although I was born here, I can still find myself walking down the street on a cold spring night, looking up in awe at all the lights and thinking, I can't believe I live here. I can't believe I live in New York City.
Once, a lifetime ago, I was in NYC during the winter, staying at a hotel that overlooked Central Park. One night, I followed an empty hallway that led to an area where you could look out over that magnificent expanse of light. Thank you Katie for bringing back that moment.
I really would like to vist New York. I'm from Spain, and I don't like the city where I live, so when I began to think about where I would like to live, NYC was one of the first places which I found it could be my home. Can I ask you something about your job? Thank you for making me dreaming I can live there. :)
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Once, a lifetime ago, I was in NYC during the winter, staying at a hotel that overlooked Central Park. One night, I followed an empty hallway that led to an area where you could look out over that magnificent expanse of light. Thank you Katie for bringing back that moment.
I always love and appreciate your comments, Sandra, and you're so welcome.
I really would like to vist New York. I'm from Spain, and I don't like the city where I live, so when I began to think about where I would like to live, NYC was one of the first places which I found it could be my home.
Can I ask you something about your job?
Thank you for making me dreaming I can live there. :)
Por supuesto, katialavin! Please feel free to email me at ktboko@gmail.com
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