I remember the last day of New York well; after days of blissful sunshine it finally drizzled. I got out of Houston Street subway station, had a fry-up with french toast at a cafe on Carmine Street while reading the New York Times. Then I wandered around the West Village and walked along W 4 St heading towards the East Village side, quietly savouring the lingering winter air.
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I think I'm in love with your blog.
The pictures look so beautiful. Ah, I almost feel like I was there.
i want to be transported into these images. the atmosphere in every shot is fantastic.
:)
NYC was really amazing, every street corner there is something new - filled with beautiful, fleeting moments that are yet to be captured.
You have a wonderful wonderful blog.I really like it.This blog is my new crush :) And how great is New York.I hope one day I'll be there :)
I left New York a week ago and you brought me straight back. Weekends in the West Village were my escape and I'd drink tea and eat french toast and be happy. You have brought me back. Love your blog. Katy x
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