Near where Gramma, Bubbie, Aunts, Uncles, Mom, Dad and many friends lived
The roar of the trains on the bridge is so constant it becomes the sound of silence. Whoever lives on this block truly lives in this city for there's no space for anything but Her New York.
Today’s Blog… - *Will be up tomorrow. I have a dentist appointment this morning and I’m running late. Hopefully I don’t have any cavities.* *Till tomorrow, enjoy this b...
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