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Looking west at Hudson River and Jersey City.
I haven’t used this Tumblr since 2011. I logged on and wow, what a wave of nostalgia. My last trip to the city was for work, back in December, I made sure to enjoy myself a little as well. I miss the day to day. Cheers all.
Penguin Love
Houston St, December 2011.
It is necessary to find one's own way in New York. New York City is not hospitable. She is very big and she has no heart. She is not charming. She is not sympathetic. She is rushed and noisy and unkempt, a hard, ambitious, irresolute place, not very lively, and never gay. When she glitters she is very, very bright, and when she does not glitter she is dirty. New York does nothing for those of us who are inclined to love her except implant in our hearts a homesickness that baffles us until we go away from her, and then we realize why we are restless. At home or away, we are homesick for New York not because New York used to be better and not because she used to be worse but because the city holds us and we don't know why.
Maeve Brennan
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Ten Years Later: A Tribute 9/11 My favorite 9/11 tribute in New York City can be found in Bryant Park. 2,819 empty chairs on the lawn facing the site where the World Trade Center once stood, one chair for every life lost. The number of empty chairs captures the enormity of the lives lost and the stark emptiness of it just drives home the point that I hope is never forgotten. 2,819 people were here one moment and gone the next. 2,819 went to work or boarded a plane one morning ten years ago thinking it would be another ordinary day and they never came home.
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On a boat, on Friday.
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DEFIANT Freedom Tower at 1 World Trade Center, New York, is illuminated in red, white and blue on Thursday. Earlier, president Barack Obama visited with families of those who lost loved ones in the September 11, 2001 terrorist attacks. (Photo: Charles Sykes Rex / Rex Features via the Telegraph)
I'll miss you NYC.
No, I didn't wake up to my alarm, but I did wake up to someone power-washing the sidewalk.
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