i can't sleep. i can't stop crying. new york, i love you. i'm crying for
you. i should be there to help you get back on your feet.
new york, you always gave me everything. we are meant for each other. i'm
crying. i will never be able to laugh again. i love you new york. i love
your people, the folks that talk to me on the subway, the dry cleaner on
horatio and greenwich, the video store on hudson and west 11th.

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