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Hangin’ in NYC: Part 2

I’m still in withdrawal after leaving NYC.  Yes, it was a lot of walking.  Yes, it was a lot of people.  And yes, my shoes did occasionally stick to the subway floor, but something about it makes it hard to leave.  I can put up with a little stickiness in exchange for choice, creativity, individualism, and anonymity (oh, and some of the best tacos I have ever eaten thanks to Korean Seoul in Brooklyn!).  Big thanks to my brother, the most important part of the trip,  for giving up his apartment and giving us a real taste of a city life.  We had a blast . . . but maybe a little too much pizza.  Here’s a last glimpse of some of my favorite spots:

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