New York responds….
You need to lighten up. I love you, but it’s the season for apple cider laced with apple pie moonshine and dancing in the shower drunk on such concoctions to Tiesto’s “Wasted.” Weird pureed pumpkin soup has appeared in my fridge courtesy of my Russian roommate and it doesn’t taste half bad. There is a bag of fresh picked apples next to the fridge and the promise of more from the Queens roommate. People are starting to sweep leaves off the sidewalks, and my coworkers and I are trying to figure out what costumes to wear to work on Halloween. Apple muffins are in my future and at the end of the best month of the year I turn 25.
I do accept your challenge though.
New York City refuses to let go of summer. Only a few weeks ago it was so hot it felt like the…
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