NYC

It's foggy out here in the city. It looks like Phillip Morris just took a deep, fulfilling, pull off of a Marlboro Red; let the smoke linger in the back of his throat, and slowly guided the smoke out on to Manhattan. It looks lovely. The fog makes New York City seem like there is an endless horizon line. Manhattan's tall buildings look ghostly, there is bricks that almost seem transparent. It is breathtaking. There are bridges and gestures of trees in the distance. Pale faces with red noses. Men and Women alike; look like clown imitations. It's wonderful. There are ice patches sheltering the city sidewalks that are already covered in memorable pieces of used chewing gum. It's honorable.

There is practically 20million people all over New York City. But, today, it's as though it's just the two of us. You smiled at me