senses.

nyc is bathing my senses. 

smells of sweet peanuts, pretzels, pizza, hot dogs. the feel of steam from grates in the road, turnstiles against my legs through subway stations. sights of traffic lights, times square lights. tastes of cheesecake, bagels, garbage left too long on the road. the sound of car horns and cash registers.

my mind is being blown.

thoughts?

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