I'm a twentysomething writer and editor living out my dream
one day • one picture • one avenue • one story at a time.
This is where I overshare and constantly write tiny love letters to New York.
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American Aquarium, “City Lights”
Baby girl, when ya gonna realize
That you can’t wash away all your pain
With your dirty wine and cheap champagne
You’re just dancin’ for the lonely
And goddamn this city
To hell with the cold dark nights
And my god, you look so pretty
Under those city lights…
