New York, New York

Frank Sinatra sang that song. Because my chorus seems to think we need to sing it regularly, too, sometimes it turns into an earworm. There now. I’ve given it to you.

Today, I wanted to share a painting that reminds me of New York City. Not making sense? I’ll give you a hint: taxi cabs. I haven’t seen a single one that wasn’t yellow. That’s not normal where I come from.

How about you guys… what do you think of when someone says “New York City”?


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