Post from New York: Nightmoves

In addition to Farrell and Albert, a good little chunk of my closest friends and family have also moved out of New York in the past couple of months – a strange phenomena of NYC living.  With the majority of my remaining friends residing in Brooklyn, I’ve had a string of slightly more quiet Manhattan nights than I’ve had over the past couple of years.  But because the warmer months are finally here, I’ve traded in the Netflix for a lot of meandering around the neighborhood.  In the words of Patsy Cline, “I go out walkin’, after midnight…”

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“Ain’t it funny how the night moves”

(Click on image below to play the song.  You know you can’t resist a little Bob Seger!)