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Times Square is the most terrifying place in New York City. (This was so long before the recent bomb scare). When I go there, I feel like I am not even in the city anymore. We got sidetracked walking home one night and somehow ended up smack in the middle of it. It was a zone awash with strange humans, their faces lit by very eerie light. If that were New York, there is no way I would live here. We did run into this long line of hogs, with their counterparts standing nearby, chewing the fat in a tight circle. A safety shield of sorts. I felt much better.
1 comment:
there's something very Terminator 2 about this photo.
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