New York: The View From a Three Year Old Eyes (1)

Now let me tell you story of a young 3 year old kept in a land of adventure and promise. They called it New York. By day, it was a series of streets and roads and stores barricaded by people; busy people going to work, catching the next tour bus,or even grabbing a slice of New York style cheesecake. But by night, it was like she was enclosed inside of a gleaming disco ball. Lights would flash, rapidly through the streets, cheering everyone's spirit if they weren't already exhausted. To this young girl, this place was a mystery, perhaps a perfectly wrapped present with a surprise inside. She was in the place "they" called New York.