New York, part 2

After the train arrived safely in the city of taxis, the writer girl was whisked away to the magical land of Broadway, to a theatre called Nederlander.

She lost herself in another world as the performers sang and danced.

The next day, the writer girl and her husband wandered around Central Park, where they sat and ate in front of the big city.

When lunch was done, they wandered past trees and pillars.

They stopped to stare at incredible architecture.

They strolled down winding pathways, guarded by lamp posts.

They pondered great rocks.

And small castles of stone.

Then, when the time came, they returned to the train station.

And homeward went the purple chucks, one dream fulfilled but many more still ahead.

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