In the middle of the journey of my life, I am--as always--a woman on a bike. Although I do not know where this road will lead, the way is not lost, for I have arrived here. And I am on my bicycle, again.
I am Justine Valinotti.
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Showing posts with label parking in New York. Show all posts
I always knew that finding a parking space in this town could be impossible.
There were no spaces on the street for this benighted bike, unfortunate umbrellla and maladjusted mop. So they all huddled in front of the window of a nail salon in my neighborhood. I wonder: Is this good for business?