Some base their idea of New York on such classics as Breakfast at Tiffany’s and Annie Hall. Well, New York in those two movies is definitely in my thoughts–but for me, New York should be the New York of The World of Henry Orient That’s right. Clean, safe, full of jumping over children on bicycles. And spying on lovers in Central Park.
Today, I took a quick trip (it’s only an avenue away!) to Belvedere Castle to channel my inner Val and Marian.
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