You were the the distant skyline that ran across
the horizon of my identity. You were not my every
day, but the occasional Crumbs cupcake. An urban
adventure waiting to happen if only we crossed
the Hudson Bridge.
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You were the the distant skyline that ran across
the horizon of my identity. You were not my every
day, but the occasional Crumbs cupcake. An urban
adventure waiting to happen if only we crossed
the Hudson Bridge.
Read More