God, I love when it rains in New York. Always uptight New Yorkers let out heartfelt sighs as they duck out of the rain and slide into barstools to meet friends for a neighborhood drink. A constant stream of sunshine and brake lights reflects off the wet streets as yellow cabs go rushing by. And NY women break out the boots. Oh, the boots! The beautiful, beautiful, beautiful boots!We climb the stairs to our cozy walk-up apartment to indulge in a steaming cup of green mint tea and a good book as we listen to the steady rhythm of the rain on the window. The world is quieter, more peaceful, and best of all, we have an excuse to stay inside and get away from it all.
God, I love when it rains in New York.
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I love it too! Everybody runs inside, and there's more room for me to walk on the sidewalks! hahah
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