Hello. It's me, Brigham. Behind me please observe the gate to Gramery Park, Manhattan's only private park——the one you can only get into if you live right there and have a key. But behind me you'll notice you do not observe Gramercy Park itself.
Why?
BECAUSE (thanks to the son of Punk Rock Royalty) I'M INSIDE THE PARK!
On the inside it pretty much looks like how it looks on the outside (as it's not a gigantic park) but you can get closer to everything.
Also found on the inside of the park: Various troublemaker friends with tales to share and photos to take.
But Rebekah (in town for the weekend) isn't always that serious. If you know her, you know the laugh.
Sheesh, come on. Get it together.
Back to my other blog.
Saturday, June 5, 2010
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why are you new yorkers so funny?
ReplyDeleteGood work Brigham. Oh Bek, the laughter of joy. Wear it with pride.
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