What is happiness?
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Oh, My Cute.
Ever so slowly, love is blooming.
A few weeks ago I was standing alone on a subway platform, waiting for the L train, when a young busker with a guitar started singing this. It was beautiful beyond words, and yet another reminder of why I love living in this city…and why sometimes I want nothing more than to get out of it.
These are a few of my favorite things.