tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28174307.post207424777109967129..comments2023-11-25T20:30:45.330-05:00Comments on the adventures of an extroverted wallflower: Big Apple of My EyeAllan S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12635557185803235179noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28174307.post-85459242568321026222008-04-02T15:21:00.000-04:002008-04-02T15:21:00.000-04:00I was just talking about this with a friend the ot...I was just talking about this with a friend the other day. I have even experienced what Lady Madonna is talking about. When I was a teen, the city was rife with fun places. Now, the city's fun, but not as much fun (or maybe I'm just not cool enough to know where the good underground places are, which is a possibility).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28174307.post-51249277015857870382008-04-01T08:57:00.000-04:002008-04-01T08:57:00.000-04:00My mother loved/loves going to see theater in NYC ...My mother loved/loves going to see theater in NYC but she always waxes nostalgic after a visit that AIDS devastated creativity on The Great White Way.<BR/><BR/>I stated many times what my feelings are about NYC and what it's become, namely backdrop for the multiple, Sex and The City/Friends fantasies of the less creative and quirky class. The NYC I remember visiting was never like those TV shows.ReneƩhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14931402547938749466noreply@blogger.com