Every Friday evening, while I am travelling back home from work, I stop at 50th street 7th Ave. Just silent look around to feel the pulse of life all around.
Hundreds of men and women standing and staring at the lights all around them broadway shows, comics calling, gaint screens with images all round. Lovers arguing, with raw cuss words.
Mesmarizing. One needs to feel Manhattan by night.
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