And so my very short stay on the East can be summarized into several phrases.
Freezingly ass-whipping cold.
My attempts at exercise was shoveling in front of my aunt’s home and lugging it across the street.
Manhattan was fine. Its larger and brighter in real life.
But prices were goddamn high. A blow dry is 40 bucks. From where I was from, its about 3 -4 dollars. Beat that New York!