New York, I love you.

“Each man reads his own meaning into New York.” Meyer Berger

Headed to the big apple to visit mon frère and his wonderful wife. A trip that will most certainly be filled with a random off Broadway show, a Yankees game, and a Great Gatsby party with sequins, cigarettes, martini cocktails & mint juleps. Sigh.An amazing city where you can go out, drink 4 boisson and pay the tab by throwing down a $100 dollar bill. Yes, that is a real photo I took after an aperitif at The Algonquin last fall.

A city where you can step outside and within three blocks, eat any type of food that you wish, be threatened in some fashion, buy a pack of American Spirits for $19.89, and find someone who is willing to sell their soul for Radiohead tickets.

A city that can–but probably shouldn’t–give you everything you need in life.

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It’s strange when you can go to place and feel the history. It feels comfortable and yet exciting and new. I took this photo of the Brooklyn Bridge last fall–a very very cliche photo to take–and it’s a prime example of how a place can remain the same through time, but change in its meaning and purpose for all who encounter it. New York is a city where people go to find themselves, to lose themselves, or to just have an effing good time.

Art, culture, life. Turn the corner during a trip to the MOMA and you are in awe of Jasper Johns’ Flag that means so much more because it hangs at 11 West 53rd. America is New York.

Let’s also call attention to one of the most amazing movies that is based in New York, An Affair To Remember with Cary Grant and Deborah Kerr. Handsome playboy Nicky Ferrante and beautiful night club singer Terry McKay have a romance while on a cruise from Europe to New York. Despite being engaged to other people, both agree to reunite at the top of the Empire State Building in six months. However, an unfortunate accident keeps Terry from the reunion, and Nicky fears that she has married or does not love him anymore. Will he discover the truth behind her absence and reunite with his one true love, or has fate and destiny passed them by?

New York I love you.

One response to “New York, I love you.

  1. Reblogged this on THE LITERARY MAN and commented:
    Lovely thoughts on this big bad apple called home from the literary sœur.

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