The elevated train clatters past the window at my brother’s apartment every few minutes.
The mugginess of the New Yorkian air is heavy.
The bustle of the city is incessant and crowds of people jam the sidewalks and streets.
I am invisible amidst the mass, lost in a sea of faces.
It.is.awesome.
I have never been there. I bet you are having a lot of fun! When you return from this journey, I will have Trevor take me for a ride to Provo, and just maybe, you'll have some Chunk-a-poo in a baggie, with my name on it!
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Be safe in your travels!
I would love to see you both again, K.J. As for the dough, I am sure that something could be arranged...
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