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I have Arrived

A brief sojourn down the scenic New JerseyTurnpike and the edenic Delaware toll plaza add the quaint remainder of I-95 and — voila — I am home. After every visit to my native New York City, I’m struck by how much I still love it and how little I want to move back there. It’s so uncivilized. Driving doesn’t help, of course. But, at this stage in my life, I just can’t see going back there to live never mind raise a family.

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