I still have a lot to see in Central Park (800 acres is no joke) but I loved every bit I saw.
From people just chillin', having fun...
To other places full of tourists like me.
And while sometimes I felt I wasn't in NY, some corners would always remind me of where I was.
Some bits were like in the movies.
Others were new, like the homeless guy that sold me a poem about love and then asked me what I was doing later...
1 comment:
Amei as tuas descricoes de Nova Iorque! E de arrasto, o teu blog (e a vida) estao de Parabens!
Vou continuar a seguir-te, se nao te importares ;)
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