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I adore NYC. I've only been there once, but I really enjoyed it. I went
with my grandmother, the one who hates me and told me that I was socially
malajusted in front of my friends and is constantly telling me that I'll
never make anything of myself. Anyway, Grandma tried to lose my brother and
I the first night there by leaving FAO Schwartz (cute store, it was nice to
act like a little kid again) without telling us that she was going or where.
So my brother and I spent the whole day on our own chilling in the city and
eventually got dinner and then took the subway back. Well we knew our hotel
was in the 50s street wise, 58th St. we thought, but we decided to get off at
32nd street or somewhere close and walk back the remaining 20-some blocks.
It took a long while but we had a fun time walking back. Problem was, we
couldn't find the hotel on 58th St. So we started looking around and we
tried to get directions from a woman advertising a strip club and
eventually my brother saw the hotel's neon sign through the back of a parking
garage a block away, so we eventually made it back at, like, 1am. We had a
lot of fun in NYC.
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