Last Friday night we walked home after dinner from Kajitsu.
The weather was perfect;
my shoes didn't hurt;
it was the prettiest night to go strolling through the city.
So we started from Ninth Street between First Avenue and Avenue A.
We passed by Dessert Club,
where Jon noticed that if he were single and wanted to hit on
college-age Asian chicks,
it'd be a choice spot.
But that he'd probably be seen as gross and middle-age to them.
His pick-up line would be:
So, ladies, how do I join this dessert club?
We walked up Park Avenue,
because it was desolate and the sidewalks are huge,
but most of all to see the 3-D-looking 2-D sculptures.
Then we turned onto Fifty-Third Street
to head west until Tenth and Eleventh Avenues.
It took about an hour and a half,
which is about as long as my brother's time in the NYC half-marathon
that he ran on Sunday.
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