oh New York

Well, it's true that New York is dirty. Dirtier than I remembered. So many things left on the streets and sidewalks. It's noisy. Sirens, cars honking, and music beating rhthymically. People yelling, sometimes they are crazy people.
I walk down the street and people bump into me or cross my path. Lights change and a new flux of people come in my direction. Tourists smiling and laughing - loving the bright lights. Native New Yorkers talking on their cell phones making arrangements to meet at the southern corner of 7th Avenue and 32nd Street or whatever complex locations they want to give. And I am in the middle of all of them, not belonging to either group really. But loving it all the same.