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It was this movie, and this score in particular, which convinced me, at the age of 14, that New York would be not just an exciting but a humane and gracious place to live — and for so many years it was.
Main Title
It was this movie, and this score in particular, which convinced me, at the age of 14, that New York would be not just an exciting but a humane and gracious place to live — and for so many years it was.
In the Neon Museum, Las Vegas . . .
For the last meal of Jae’s annual dream vacation in Las Vegas we went to my local sushi joint, where Jae ordered the all-you-can-eat sushi dinner. He ate so much sushi that the waitresses and the sushi chef were undoubtedly reconsidering the wisdom of their all-you-can-eat offer.
We then went to the Crown & Anchor pub where Jae had a generous portion of the toffee pudding featured there. It was an impressive display of food consumption. I have known Jae for about twelve years and he has always eaten food in this quantity and has always stayed rail thin. It doesn’t see right somehow.
The cigarette girl at Bill’s Casino, where on Monday night Jae and I entered a poker tournament and got bumped out of it quickly.
That’s a tiny flashing Christmas tree on the lady’s tray, which helped disperse our gloom. The mere fact that there are cigarette girls left in the world cheers my heart at all seasons of the year.
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