A geeky girl living in the big city, making her way, the only way she knows how... no wait, that's The Dukes of Hazzard. Who am I again? Oh yeah, a pop culture obsessed writer, publishing person, and occasional nerd. And I'm getting married. I talk about that, too.

Wednesday, May 31, 2006

One of my favorite NYC spots

The gate into the still-private Gramercy Park. Only residents of the buildings immediately surrounding the park are allowed keys. Which, in the city that welcomes just about everyone, makes the park a glorious bastion of privacy and exclusivity. It is therefore prejudice against people who can't afford a Gramercy Park apartment? Yes, and so what? Would I horde my key like Ebenezer Scrooge if I lived there? You're damn right I would.

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