high st brooklyn bridge signage mounted on blue steel post
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New York is:

A state

A city

A harbor

A county

A cheesecake

A cut of steak

A baseball team

A football team

A hockey team

A basketball team

A stadium

A newspaper

A daily

A magazine

A book

A song

A historical novel

A film

A ship

A typeface

A TV star

A pinball machine

A state of mind

But for me, New York is . . .

The

place

where

I

was

conceived

 but

not

born.

Loved perhaps, but not kept.

Transported from in utero

To the left coast

To await my fate.

What happened???

I was lucky.

I was adopted.

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For more thoughts around the subject, please see my May 2018 post: Life’s a Crapshoot.

 

 

 

 

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