It probably says a lot about how my mind works that my lasting impression of my one and only visit to New York City in 1996 was seeing a bunch of workmen peering up the skirts of female pedestrians. I remember being swept along by the tide of early morning commuters. I remember the smell…
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…you think natural disasters only happen to you. Last Monday, I was enjoying a day to myself roaming around New York City’s Chinatown. It’s one of my favorite places in the city because you can get pampered for practically pennies. I had just finished up a lunch of spring rolls and dumplings and was debating…
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