Random Musing: New York radiates so bright that it's almost impossible to pick out a star if you look up at the Manhattan sky in the dead of night. Sometimes I miss getting lost in the constellations, but every time I step off the train about midnight with a book in hand, I appreciate New York's light. There are few places where I could read on the streets at two am without a portable light source. New York is one of those places though, and I'm loving every word.
"Five Years Time"
"Two Bodies, One Heart"
Live Performance of "Mary"
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