New York - what a qirky city! Today is one of the first vernal days in March. When I walked my way to the library, enjoying the last warm sunbeams, I saw bubbles passing through the ugly brick buildings of the Broadway. The way the colored, shiny bubbles floated up to the blue sky quite made me smile. A little metaphor to all the wishes and dreams of the people in this city, how they try to send them out into the world so they would be fulfilled, and, how, in an instance they can decay. And the bubbles in the sky, the ultimate manifestation of everyday irony.
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