the day is over. we´re laying tired in our apartment in brooklyn. it´s quiet. i missed the sirens from over the day, it gives you the wonderful permanent feeling of being in the slightly rotten apple. the never ending flood of influences gives you a mixed feeling from tension till discontent. it is superb dirty. not in a disgusting way! it is… charming.
carry bradshaw would end up with that clause:
… are we local now?
we have a wonderful time here! the locals are amazingly pleasant, and i find myself thinking one hundred times a day: ” wow, i would love to live here for years!” each neighborhood is fantastic unique in his own way. my favorite is dumbo for the next two hours, since we join another one!