At the St. Mark's Market, one lone tree remains for sale. It would look nice in any home! I'd buy it, but I already have 11 in the apartment…
Meanwhile! So there's one tree left here… Elsewhere! Forests of trees remain for sale!
And, well, please shield the eyes of the children now.
The troubled Frosty the Snowman inflatable on Second Avenue near East Houston is… just… Maybe it's the heat? (Let's remain positive.)
[I'll be back again some day. Thumpity, thump, thump]
4 comments:
The real gift is when all the Dudes, Bros, OMG Girls and Santaboners fly back to Whereverville and the East Village feels like the East Village again.
Notorious, well, I've lived here 22 years and pretty much consider myself a New Yorker yet will be visiting my mom out of town for Christmas. Do you have a category for me? Heh.
I've never heard the term omg girls... I'm not even sure if it is a term, but it is now how I am describing those girls from now on...
The point isn't the traveling, it's that the transient Dudes, Bros, OMG Girls and Santaboners are out of town. If I type it slower will it set in I'm not describing people like us who call NYC home?
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