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I hate resorts and I hate vacations. I hate birthdays, I hate celebrations. I hate pop radio stations and I hate cajun seasoning I hate New York I hate the feeling, I hate being a tourist I hate sightseeing. I tried being happy I tried doing the right thing, Until I tried smashing through the glass ceiling and broke my hand on the concrete. I thought an apple a day keeps the doctor away I figured out that he's just running late on the subway
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Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 9:27 AM UTC
New York Vibes
I hate resorts and I hate vacations. I hate birthdays, I hate celebrations. I hate pop radio stations and I hate cajun seasoning I hate New York I hate the feeling, I hate being a tourist I hate sightseeing. I tried being happy I tried doing the right thing, Until I tried smashing through the glass ceiling and broke my hand on the concrete. I thought an apple a day keeps the doctor away I figured out that he's just running late on the subway
first draft, will continue it, thoughts? I recently visited New York with my family. These are my thoughts after seeing the Big Apple.
#apple#new#big#city#york#doctor#subway
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Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 9:27 AM UTC
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