A week ago Friday, I took the Lexington Avenue subway from Fulton Street, a few blocks above Wall Street, changed at Brooklyn Bridge for the uptown local, to Astor Place. I walked to Washington Square, where my grandmother lived, to Washington Arch at the bottom of Fifth Avenue where I met my one of my kids, who is working in New York for the summer. We went out to dinner. Does it get better than that?
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