Sunday I woke up at seven and by
nine I was waiting in line in Central Park. Almost four hours later, I had met
the couple behind me (she was from the Philippines as of two years, he was from
Israel as of thirteen) and had two free tickets to Shakespeare’s Comedy of
Errors. Luisa and I met at eight, and were soon enjoying chips and lemonade as
we watched a 1940s rendition at the Delacorte Theater.
After that we headed to Amsterdam Ave, and wound up at Jake's Dilemma bar, reading excerpts from books in the back library (yes, this bar has a library – and beer pong). Louisa and I agreed we should meet up again; just as I’m starting to like this place, it seems like I’m about to leave. One month.
After that we headed to Amsterdam Ave, and wound up at Jake's Dilemma bar, reading excerpts from books in the back library (yes, this bar has a library – and beer pong). Louisa and I agreed we should meet up again; just as I’m starting to like this place, it seems like I’m about to leave. One month.
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