when brooklyn eats you
Brooklyn ate me last weekend. Ever since I made up with my boyfriend, I've been spending way too much time there. Don't get me wrong, Cony Island all day. But I built my life in midtown. I move so much, that it's important I make use of where I am while I'm there; which just so happens to be upstairs from a 24-hour wonderland. I'm boycotting Brooklyn for a hot second. It's just about summer here in New York City, which is the best time of year...