My first trip to New York City was my first trip anywhere (other than the caribbean). I spent my 18th birthday signaling for cabs, eating pizza (for every meal), walking the streets in 8 degrees, and snapping away with my Nikon. Continue reading
My first trip to New York City was my first trip anywhere (other than the caribbean). I spent my 18th birthday signaling for cabs, eating pizza (for every meal), walking the streets in 8 degrees, and snapping away with my Nikon. Continue reading
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