As always tis hard to come away without the strength of the city being heart-felt. The liberating power of stupendous energy in the streets of what used to be home physically, and oft times is “home” in spirit.
This time although much attention was devoted to meetings, one will always find time for moments. Moments that need no creation, but rather contemplation as they are found along city corners, in the streets, people, places.
and halloween it was.. people with wonderful costumes came out in force.. even this one dressed as well, the swine flu.. quite scary...
and others as dreadful skeletons, yet needed to get parental permission for all activities (a contradiction not unlike not being able to drink but able to get a gun license at 18.. hmmm)...
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but amongst the throngs of Halloween revelers, there were others that did not "rebel" but prostrated themselves behind carts and passing tourist buses..
and yet others.. passing the night, with lyrics and music from the heart of the world, Africa.. all at one my favourite Harlem haunts, St Nicks Pub
while others.. "just" blew bubbles.. each making the City as always just full of wonder..
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