Winters in this city, jeeze they are cold winds kick a frozen play so biting and bracing it is in the big apple city of hope
I love to walk down 42nd Street have a coffee at the Grand Central Terminal sipping slowly, watching the people go by pad and pen in hand writing my life away
Nice place New York, a place you feel hidden no one has time to notice you and in the winter especially so when it's biting in the big apple