new york state of time

New York sucks up your time till you seem to always be running but doing very liittle. Then you call it treage.

Maybe the sign that a place is too familiar is that you don't really see things in it too much anymore, keep forgetting to take your camera with you.

Last few weeks in New York, coming and going for screenings and play-dates with friends, apple blossoms, cherry blossoms, fat yellow tulips, motion sickness from cabs, too many cuisines for here and to go. And just never enough time...


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