In An Empire State Of Mind

I miss the electricity of Midtown.

And bakeries open until 4 AM.

And brownstones covered in the snow.

And bikes with colorful personalities.

And glitter that isn't just gold.

And newspapers with integrity.

And graffiti which moves beyond vulgarity.

And interiors that inspire.

And baristas who know my name.

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