Last night I fell in love. I visited the concrete jungle where dreams are made and got seduced by the city lights and the yellow cabs, the bridges and the buildings, the sounds and the smells. Each and every time I cross the Brooklyn Bridge or go through the tunnel, I get a rush of excitement upon reaching the other side and seeing Manhattan appear larger than life before my eyes, and at night time it seems even more magical and mysterious.
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