first night
on December 25, 2010, the
plane was delayed, so I arrived at La Guardia Airport at 9:15. The master who came to pick me up drove a black Lincoln, which surprised me a lot, but the fare was only 15 yuan, and it took me to Flushing, the largest Chinese area in the United States. The master is very enthusiastic, Taiwanese, it is said that his ancestral home is Anyang, which is very good, and No. 1 is a fellow. The place to live is called Jinfeng Inn. The price is not expensive, more than 40 US dollars per person. The environment is comparable to that of the county-level hotels in China. It is not luxurious, but it is still affordable and the sanitary conditions are good. It's a pity that I can only live until the day after tomorrow. This place is fully booked for the next few days, so I have to choose another place to live tomorrow. I just went downstairs to eat some fried rice noodles, and simply walked around twice. My initial impression of Flushing is like Kaifeng in Henan. Of course, there are still some differences. For example, the Nikes under the feet of these children are all real. It's 11:10 New York time now, ready to go to bed. I seem to smell the apples already, but I have to get closer to eat it.
Blizzard
's Second Night
December 26, 2010
In the morning, I took a car from Flushing to Chinatown in Manhattan. I finally felt less like a county-level city, and started to feel a little like Zhengzhou and other medium-sized cities. I found that most of the Chinese living in the U.S. don't seem to speak English very well. For example, mainstreet, they insisted on calling it Ou Jie, which bothered me a lot, but it doesn't matter. Tell a lie 10,000 times and it becomes the truth. It's still applicable here. After strolling around Chinatown, I took the subway from there to the legendary Times Square, which made me a little disappointed because it is not as big as the Erqi Square in Zhengzhou. Because I forgot to bring a hat when I went out, I bought a hat I liked a lot. I wanted it from Kangol in Australia for a long time. I finally bought it this time. It is in the early 20s, which is quite affordable. I have always been unfamiliar with shopping, so I didn't do much shopping and went straight to Central Park. After all, there are more important attractions worth seeing. I think everyone should be able to guess where it is? It is the strawberry field, the Chinese translation is called the strawberry field, where John Lennon was shot in 1980. The location where he was shot was mosaicked into a circle with the words Imagine, the title of a John Lennon song. This garden was funded and established by John's widow, Yoko. It was named after a song by the Beatles, strawberry forever. Strawberry Fields refers to a place where John Lennon played in Liverpool as a child, and at that time expressed John's yearning for the carefree life of his childhood. Strawberry Fields means to John Lennon what Ran Qian's hair means to me, it is a symbol of warmth. There are many tourists in Strawberry Farm, and many adults tell their children about John Lennon's story, it's a pity that I didn't hear stories like taking drugs, taking nude photos, sleeping with over 300 women. They are so cunning. After going to Strawberry Farm, I took a taxi to the Metropolitan Museum and met some friends. Due to the lack of time, we only went to the Asian pavilion and some medieval pavilions, but I still have time, and I am going to go again. Not surprisingly, I saw countless Chinese cultural relics in the Asia Pavilion, including Yungang Grottoes, Buddha statues in Longmen Grottoes, murals in Dunhuang, and tables and chairs made of huanghuali wood. I heard a lot of Chinese tourists in the pavilion groaning, and I would think, if these cultural relics are not stolen, we will destroy them, so in terms of the maintenance of world cultural heritage, our country is indeed worse. many. I am very grateful to these museums that display Chinese cultural relics. Our country is like an impotent man. Since he cannot satisfy his beautiful woman, in order to prevent this woman from being a widow, I think it is very reasonable for others to help and satisfy. of. After visiting the Metropolitan Museum, it was already snowing outside, I took the subway to Flushing, and got lost in Flushing. In the midst of the snowstorm, a kind Taiwanese showed me the way back to the hotel, thank him very much again. I went back to the hotel and found that I was so frozen that I could hardly urinate. Fortunately, I am still alive. Tomorrow's travel plans are as usual, no plans.
The Third Night of Silent Articles
December 27,
2010 I wanted to go out for a walk in the morning, but found that the snow was already knee-high. Before I took two steps, I fell a big somersault, so I decided to stay in a hotel for a day. At noon, I still ate the fried rice noodles from the first night. I was not full. I knew that I would have two servings. After a short lunch break at noon, I walked to the mainstreet. I went out with a camera and wanted to shoot something special that I can't see in China, but I was very disappointed. Everything you can find in any city in China can be found in Flushing. For example, Q coin recharge points; such as small hair salons, Thai girls shampooing and massage; such as stalls with pirated dishes; such as small advertisements for the treatment of venereal syphilis. I don't know why, when I was in emporia, such a small town gave me a great sense of belonging, and here, a country within a country, a place where I can speak no English, I have no sense of belonging at all . Although there are more authentic snacks here, at least more authentic than those so-called Zuozong chicken, sweet and sour meat, leaf shrimp, I always feel not so comfortable. A lot of people ask me why I came to America, and I always say, because I love it here, it's that simple. I don't know if I can survive in America, I just like it, just like if a man really falls in love with a girl, his first feeling is not to take off the other person's pants. I don't know why, in short, I want to escape from here, of course, the cheap house prices finally conquered my heart. I visited a few stores today, and I was amazed by the amount of discounted products in the cabinet. A pair of Timberland shoes cost only $50, and a down jacket from the northface was only $70, but I am not my mother after all, I only buy I bought a pair of speedo swimming trunks and didn't buy anything else. Originally wanted to go into Starbucks for a cup of espresso, but due to the heavy snow, Starbucks closed early. To be honest, I never liked Starbucks at all, but I was really suffocated, and it was really terrible for me to not drink coffee for 3 days. So I decided to have coffee tomorrow no matter what, even if it was Starbucks. For dinner I had half a pound of roast suckling pig and a bowl of seafood soup. The roast suckling pig was a bit too salty, while the Pao Rice was too bland. I spent a lot of money, but I wasn't very happy. Tomorrow must find a happy restaurant to eat. Let’s just write this. Today, due to the weather, I didn’t play much. I must play more in the future.
The Fourth Night of Ablation
December 28, 2010
I always feel that it is shameful to sleep late in a strange city, so I got up at 6:30 today. After leaving the door at 7 o'clock, I simply ate some breakfast and took the subway into Manhattan. I originally wanted to go to the Natural History Museum, but I didn't expect to sit on Broadway. After getting off the subway, I went to a Starbucks and had a cup of espresso. It was still unpleasant as always. I didn't even have a cream, but I couldn't help it. I needed caffeine too much. Out of the Starbucks door, I didn't take two steps, I saw the sign of hard rock. Oh my god! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! I've wanted to go here for years! ! ! ! As soon as you enter the door, you will see the merchandise department, and when you go down the stairs, you will find all the collectibles in the store. There's Paul McCartney's signature bass, U2's EDGE's signature guitar, the late drummer, a costume from the who's Keith moon, and linkin park's guitarist's broken piano. For the first time in my life, I had the mentality of being a thief, and of course it was just a mentality. To be honest, after walking into the hard rock cafe, I had a pilgrimage mentality for the first time in my life. Whenever I saw these musical instruments and costumes, I seemed to hear the sound of their playing. Here, I have a sense of belonging, I feel that I belong to hard rock cafe, I belong to rock music. Speaking of rock music, it is natural to be inseparable from sex. After visiting the hard rock cafe, I quickly went to the long-awaited sex museum. The Sex Museum is close to the Empire State Building, but it's been debated since its inception. I always feel that whether a country has a sex museum is, in a sense, a symbol of human rights. When I walked in, I was surprised that the tickets cost $16, which is more expensive than the Metropolitan Museum of Art, but it's okay, there are free condoms. I took 6 for a rainy day. The museum mainly talks about some sexual cartoons, the development history of movies, and some abnormal sexual phenomena, such as sadomasochism, homosexuality, incest and so on. The museum is very small. I finished it in less than half an hour. I bought a tour ticket under the Empire State Building and took the bus to SOHO. Soho's impression on me is nothing special, there are a few good shops, more hippie style, but the price is a bit high, and I am hippie enough, these clothes don't quite meet my taste, I still hope to find Clothes that neutralize my personality. There's a family called John The varvatos store is good, but unfortunately photos are not allowed in the store. I bought a keychain for over $30, which I think is a bit pricey, but acceptable. Most of the items inside are mainly second-hand items from rock stars, and each item is ridiculously expensive. A rotten T-shirt with the rolling stone logo costs more than $300. The owner of the store seems to have something to do with CBGB. There are many posters of stars from the CBGB period hanging in the store, especially iggy pop and Patti Smith's. The clothing in the store is mainly punk, mostly medium and small, which is not suitable for a big metal party like me. There is a store next to it that sells photos of rock stars. The name is very personal. It is called Morrison Hotel, which is named after an album of the doors. I went to one of their branches, chatted with the staff in the store, and managed to convince them to allow me to take a few photos. I lied to them that I was a Chinese music critic and needed some photos as material. I think this kind of white lie is still very cute. After visiting SOHO, I took the tour bus to the Statue of Liberty. I'm far away, so I can't take close-up photos, but I can feel it. After all, people are goddesses, and they can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be molested. On the way to the subway station, I stopped by Wall Street and the big copper bull at the entrance of Wall Street. I got under the cow's butt and took a photo, which means that what the Taurus pulls out is naturally gold. I'm not very impressed with Wall Street, I think it's no different from other streets. I had a coffee around there and it was surprisingly bad and I'm starting to miss the emporia Java Cat 5 coffee again. After visiting Wall Street, I took the subway back to Flushing. I ate 5 skewers of mutton in Flushing for dinner. It was very delicious. I plan to eat it again tomorrow, and I bought some fried rice noodles, chicken drumsticks, braised eggs and other things, which almost killed me. I have 3 marinated eggs left for breakfast tomorrow. Let’s just write this, I have to get up early tomorrow, or else, I’ll go to bed after watching porn? Smith's. The clothing in the store is mainly punk, mostly medium and small, which is not suitable for a big metal party like me. There is a store next to it that sells photos of rock stars. The name is very personal. It is called Morrison Hotel, which is named after an album of the doors. I went to one of their branches, chatted with the staff in the store, and managed to convince them to allow me to take a few photos. I lied to them that I was a Chinese music critic and needed some photos as material. I think this kind of white lie is still very cute. After visiting SOHO, I took the tour bus to the Statue of Liberty. I'm far away, so I can't take close-up photos, but I can feel it. After all, people are goddesses, and they can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be molested. On the way to the subway station, I stopped by Wall Street and the big copper bull at the entrance of Wall Street. I got under the cow's butt and took a photo, which means that what the Taurus pulls out is naturally gold. I'm not very impressed with Wall Street, I think it's no different from other streets. I had a coffee around there and it was surprisingly bad and I'm starting to miss the emporia Java Cat 5 coffee again. After visiting Wall Street, I took the subway back to Flushing. I ate 5 skewers of mutton in Flushing for dinner. It was very delicious. I plan to eat it again tomorrow, and I bought some fried rice noodles, chicken drumsticks, braised eggs and other things, which almost killed me. I have 3 marinated eggs left for breakfast tomorrow. Let’s just write this, I have to get up early tomorrow, or else, I’ll go to bed after watching porn? Smith's. The clothing in the store is mainly punk, mostly medium and small, which is not suitable for a big metal party like me. There is a store next to it that sells photos of rock stars. The name is very personal. It is called Morrison Hotel, which is named after an album of the doors. I went to one of their branches, chatted with the staff in the store, and managed to convince them to allow me to take a few photos. I lied to them that I was a Chinese music critic and needed some photos as material. I think this kind of white lie is still very cute. After visiting SOHO, I took the tour bus to the Statue of Liberty. I'm far away, so I can't take close-up photos, but I can feel it. After all, people are goddesses, and they can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be molested. On the way to the subway station, I stopped by Wall Street and the big copper bull at the entrance of Wall Street. I got under the cow's butt and took a photo, which means that what the Taurus pulls out is naturally gold. I'm not very impressed with Wall Street, I think it's no different from other streets. I had a coffee around there and it was surprisingly bad and I'm starting to miss the emporia Java Cat 5 coffee again. After visiting Wall Street, I took the subway back to Flushing. I ate 5 skewers of mutton in Flushing for dinner. It was very delicious. I plan to eat it again tomorrow, and I bought some fried rice noodles, chicken drumsticks, braised eggs and other things, which almost killed me. I have 3 marinated eggs left for breakfast tomorrow. Let’s just write this, I have to get up early tomorrow, or else, I’ll go to bed after watching porn? 5 coffees out. After visiting Wall Street, I took the subway back to Flushing. I ate 5 skewers of mutton in Flushing for dinner. It was very delicious. I plan to eat it again tomorrow, and I bought some fried rice noodles, chicken drumsticks, braised eggs and other things, which almost killed me. I have 3 marinated eggs left for breakfast tomorrow. Let’s just write this, I have to get up early tomorrow, or else, I’ll go to bed after watching porn? 5 coffees out. After visiting Wall Street, I took the subway back to Flushing. I ate 5 skewers of mutton in Flushing for dinner. It was very delicious. I plan to eat it again tomorrow, and I bought some fried rice noodles, chicken drumsticks, braised eggs and other things, which almost killed me. I have 3 marinated eggs left for breakfast tomorrow. Let’s just write this, I have to get up early tomorrow, or else, I’ll go to bed after watching porn?
The Fifth Night of Epiphany
December 29, 2010
I went out a little late today, I left at 9 o'clock, and it was already 10 o'clock when I got to Broadway. I went to the hard rock and several nearby musical instrument stores. It is said that they are all places where rock stars buy musical instruments. At 12:00, I took the subway to the New York Museum of Natural History. I have always had a dinosaur complex, and I have loved dinosaur toys since I was a child, so when I was a child, this place used to be my dream place. Some dreams come true unintentionally, while others are doomed. My childhood dream came true easily, but to me it was as irrelevant as drinking a bowl of cold water. It turned out that I was not thirsty. After going to the Natural History Museum, I took the subway to Brooklyn. I am notoriously timid, so I was frightened along the way, for fear that I would be hurt by the street drug dealers. In the end, nothing happened, unfortunately. Brooklyn really seems to be an all-black neighborhood, with fewer whites than Chinese. When I was a teenager, I thought black people knew how to wear clothes, and now I think it's like that, just looser jeans with double Timberland, a hoodie, and a new era hat. There are too many Timberland in New York. There must be a pair within 10 meters on average. Of course, I am no exception. However, I have not seen my Timberland in New York. Did I accidentally buy a limited edition? Seeing that it was getting late, I didn't dare to stay for a long time, so I decided to walk from Brooklyn to Manhattan. On the bridge in Manhattan, I listened to LED Zeppelin's stairway to heaven, and I felt like I was flying. I have always had a slight fear of heights, which I inherited from my mother. Every time the subway whizzes past me, I feel the bridge vibrate. In this panic, I sang loudly and opened my arms, hoping to be bounced into the air, and the Manhattan Bridge was a big slingshot. I looked at the Statue of Liberty in the distance, I felt it was smiling at me, as if it was going to hand me the torch, to that hot-headed Asian, to that big fat man full of dirty jokes, to that People who are alive and willing to live. I am finally free. I really can't describe this experience in words, maybe it's called epiphany. I got off the bridge to Chinatown, and I took the subway to Madison Square Garden, where I started worrying about the red panties I was going to wear next year. For dinner, I made an appointment with a few friends in Times Square, ate at Yoshinoya, and went to a few shops with them before returning to Flushing. It's half past three in the morning and I'm not sleepy at all. I want something, and I want it now. Hello world, all I want is you.
The sixth night of the old resignation article
On December 30, 2010,
there was a quarrel outside, I was typing, it doesn't matter, it's none of my business. Today is the emptiest day I've ever been in New York. At noon, I had a barbecue in Koreatown with a friend I met at 7Live half a year ago. She's a very beautiful girl, but I really didn't touch her hair. In the afternoon, I drove to Rockefeller Center. My neck started to hurt more and more since I came to New York. I hate the feeling of being in a concrete forest, where skyscrapers are like the railings of a cage, and I am the bird in the cage that wants to fly home. I turned around there for more than two hours and took the subway to Times Square again. By accident, I found a blues-style bar called BB KING. The bar is named after the famous blues guru BB KING, where I learned about the chuck Berry show tomorrow night. Since I wasn't born in an era that owned the Beatles, it's a great honor to see the Beatles idols in my lifetime. Tickets for the show are sold in the first and second halves. After all, they are big names. The first half is 100 US dollars and the second half is 125 US dollars. I bought a ticket for the first half, after all I don't belong to that era of blues, and chuck Berry is not my favorite rock artist. Just because he is the founder of rock and roll, the first generation of rock musicians, and this may be the last time I will see chuck Berry in my life, this opportunity is very rare, after all, I can spend it with the father of rock and roll new year. After buying the tickets, I went back to Flushing and had a very delicious hot pot with two friends. I was very happy, and I don't know what to eat next time. I'm going to spend the night in the hallway of this family hotel tonight, there's no room for me outside, and my reservation has expired, and the house in New York is too tight. But it's okay, I'll be fine.
Orientation Chapter
Seventh Night
December 31, 2011
Since I only saw half of the Metropolitan Museum last time, I went very early this time, and people weren't as scary as last time, but not a lot. I watched it like a spectator, if I looked at it a little bit more carefully, I guess I couldn't finish it in 5 days. This time I was honored to see Van Gogh's most famous work, his self-portrait. When I walked into the Van Gogh Pavilion, I deliberately visited while listening to Li Zhi's Mr. Van Gogh. I always feel that some people are only born to do one thing or one thing, and they are nothing but this thing. Van Gogh is such a person, so is Jim Morrison, and even Li Yunlong in Bright Sword is such a person. I don't know if I am also such a person, but I probably still know who I am, I just want to live as Du Peng, it's that simple. It took me about 5 hours to finally look at the Metropolitan Museum, and then I went to Times Square, not to wait for the new year, but to see the chuck Berry. After entering Times Square, I suddenly felt that there were so few people in Beijing that it was like a no-man’s land, where millions of people were waiting for the ringing of the New Year’s bell. Since I had a ticket, I took the fast lane to see the chuck Berry. Walked into the BB KING bar and found that it was full. Next to my seat were several South Africans and Spaniards. They were very friendly and some of the Spaniards treated me to white wine. The show started quickly, and old chuck came on stage in a shiny blue top. Chuck Berry, who is nearly 90 years old, is still full of dirty jokes. Every time he performs a few songs, he will improvise a poem recitation, just like talking about cross talk. Old Chuck's physical condition is not bad, he played for more than an hour without a break, and he used the musicians who accompany him at every turn. Sing my favorite song, "goodnight, well it' s time to go", I stopped singing before I sang two sentences. I don't know why, maybe the old man has a bad memory and forgot the words. It's a little regretful. When he sang "Johnny B good", it caused the audience's first chorus and was very happy. Today's rock music always feels that there is more than enough anger and lack of humor. Of course, rock music does come from pain and anger, but expressing this anger in a humorous way, I think it is still possible to live a happier life, and there is no need to be so stubborn. , just have fun. After watching Chuck Berry's New Year's show, I didn't stay in Times Square for a long time. I don't like to follow the ass of millions of people to wait for the New Year. I have my way. I took the subway and came to the west side of Central Park again, and came to the opposite side of the Dakota building, and came to the strawberry field. I arrived early, less than 11 o'clock, and I've been sitting in my chair with a John Lennon song on my earphones. The image of the mosaic was decorated with candy as a sign of peace, and a bouquet of flowers was placed on it. A lot of people passed by, and they all went to Central Park to participate in activities they thought were meaningful. When many Chinese passed by the strawberry field, they made those unconventional gestures to take pictures there. I don't have the right to judge other people's behavior, but John Lennon would have laughed if he was still alive, really, I would have laughed at him. Finally, when it was almost 12 o'clock, a group of young people, holding their own lamps and candles, came to the imagine sign. Everyone formed a circle, holding hands together, and sang Imagine. Of course, I also joined their team. After singing Imagine, I suggested that everyone sing another song "Stand by Me", and everyone happily accepted the proposal. This is the happiest time of the year for me. More than a dozen people, from different countries, came to the same place for the same spirit and sang the same song together. I am also a dreamer, but the utopia in my dream is like this. Of course, Ran Qian's hair is still inseparable from my concept. When the New Year's bell rang, everyone hugged each other, and after the end, they dispersed silently. After leaving the strawberry field, I looked up at the Dakota building, and I clearly saw an old man standing on the balcony with a camera, looking down at everything in front of him tremblingly. Trust me, it must be Yoko. field, I looked up at the Dakota building, and I clearly saw an old man standing on the balcony with a camera, looking down at everything in front of him tremblingly. Trust me, it must be Yoko. field, I looked up at the Dakota building, and I clearly saw an old man standing on the balcony with a camera, looking down at everything in front of him tremblingly. Trust me, it must be Yoko. Lennon's song. The image of the mosaic was decorated with candy as a sign of peace, and a bouquet of flowers was placed on it. A lot of people passed by, and they all went to Central Park to participate in activities they thought were meaningful. When many Chinese passed by the strawberry field, they made those unconventional gestures to take pictures there. I don't have the right to judge other people's behavior, but John Lennon would have laughed if he was still alive, really, I would have laughed at him. Finally, when it was almost 12 o'clock, a group of young people, holding their own lamps and candles, came to the imagine sign. Everyone formed a circle, holding hands together, and sang Imagine. Of course, I also joined their team. After singing Imagine, I suggested that everyone sing another song "Stand by Me", and everyone happily accepted the proposal. This is the happiest time of the year for me. More than a dozen people, from different countries, came to the same place for the same spirit and sang the same song together. I am also a dreamer, but the utopia in my dream is like this. Of course, Ran Qian's hair is still inseparable from my concept. When the New Year's bell rang, everyone hugged each other, and after the end, they dispersed silently. After leaving the strawberry field, I looked up at the Dakota building, and I clearly saw an old man standing on the balcony with a camera, looking down at everything in front of him tremblingly. Trust me, it must be Yoko. Lennon's song. The image of the mosaic was decorated with candy as a sign of peace, and a bouquet of flowers was placed on it. A lot of people passed by, and they all went to Central Park to participate in activities they thought were meaningful. When many Chinese passed by the strawberry field, they made those unconventional gestures to take pictures there. I don't have the right to judge other people's behavior, but John Lennon would have laughed if he was still alive, really, I would have laughed at him. Finally, when it was almost 12 o'clock, a group of young people, holding their own lamps and candles, came to the imagine sign. Everyone formed a circle, holding hands together, and sang Imagine. Of course, I also joined their team. After singing Imagine, I suggested that everyone sing another song "Stand by Me", and everyone happily accepted the proposal. This is the happiest time of the year for me. More than a dozen people, from different countries, came to the same place for the same spirit and sang the same song together. I am also a dreamer, but the utopia in my dream is like this. Of course, Ran Qian's hair is still inseparable from my concept. When the New Year's bell rang, everyone hugged each other, and after the end, they dispersed silently. After leaving the strawberry field, I looked up at the Dakota building, and I clearly saw an old man standing on the balcony with a camera, looking down at everything in front of him tremblingly. Trust me, it must be Yoko. me", everyone happily accepted the proposal. This is the happiest time of the year for me. More than a dozen people, from different countries, came to the same place for the same spirit and sang the same song together. I am also a dreamer, but the utopia in my dream is like this. Of course, Ran Qian's hair is still inseparable from my concept. When the New Year's bell rang, everyone hugged each other, and after the end, they dispersed silently. After leaving the strawberry field, I looked up at the Dakota building, and I clearly saw an old man standing on the balcony with a camera, looking down at everything in front of him tremblingly. Trust me, it must be Yoko. me", everyone happily accepted the proposal. This is the happiest time of the year for me. More than a dozen people, from different countries, came to the same place for the same spirit and sang the same song together. I am also a dreamer, but the utopia in my dream is like this. Of course, Ran Qian's hair is still inseparable from my concept. When the New Year's bell rang, everyone hugged each other, and after the end, they dispersed silently. After leaving the strawberry field, I looked up at the Dakota building, and I clearly saw an old man standing on the balcony with a camera, looking down at everything in front of him tremblingly. Trust me, it must be Yoko.
Farewell Chapter
Eighth Night
January 1, 2011
This is how the Benming year started, and of course, I got up early as always. At noon, I went to the Museum of Modern Art in New York. To be honest, I didn't understand 80% of the exhibits, I just thought they were beautiful, that's all. It took me about 3 hours to visit the Museum of Modern Art, and then I went to a few nearby shops for a brief visit. I bought four pairs of red panties at Diesel, it's the year of birth after all. When paying the bill, the salesperson was a very pretty girl, so I teased them a little. I told her, look I bought the XL, I don't want to buy it too small. People smiled embarrassedly, it was beautiful. After that, I went to the gap store next to me to buy a knitted sweater, and it was still striped. I only have two kinds of clothes that I can't get enough of, a horizontal striped jersey and a rock 'n' roll t-shirt. When I checked out, I saw the price. It was only $3. It was discounted. I didn't dare to go shopping, and seeing that the sky was a little dark, I took the subway back to Flushing early. After 1 hour by car, it was time for dinner when we arrived in Flushing. For dinner, I ate half a pound of roast suckling pig, a bowl of preserved egg lean meat porridge and 5 skewers of mutton. Damn, I didn't expect that the best lamb kebabs I've ever eaten in my life turned out to be eaten in the United States. It's so delicious that I even have the desire to extend my flight ticket. Fortunately, I'm not so impulsive. After all, it's mine. The stomach is not the thing below me, I am still relatively easy to control. After dinner, I bought two more hats. I think I must have been a little dragon person in my last life. Wearing hats is like eating hats. I have worn 3 hats in one winter. Among them, the Kangol I just bought was directly worn by me as a scarf. I had no choice but to buy it again. I bought two Timberland this time, hoping the quality will be better. I went back to the hotel at 7 o'clock, I will get up at 5 o'clock tomorrow morning, and the plane will arrive at Kansas at 7 o'clock. city, this is my last night in New York. Seriously, I really don't like this city, I don't like subways full of stinky smells, I don't like black people with big shoulders and beggars who eat, I don't like tall skyscrapers that suffocate me, I don't like almost everything here, However, I still don't want to go. New York is a magical place that can make you hate it and love it at the same time, it really is heaven and hell at the same time. By this time tomorrow, I'll be able to lie in my bed instead of the icy hallway, but also by this time tomorrow, I won't be able to see 20+ stories for a long time. Good night, those homeless people, you look so healthy; good night, the girl at the Diesel checkout, I really want to fuck you; good night, the garbage-filled subway station, you are the foundation of this city ;Good night, the blizzard in New York, if you are so powerful, you will freeze me to death; Good night, the corridor of the Golden Maple Inn, don't wake me up tonight; Good night, chuck Berry, you must live until my next time When I come to see you; good night, John Lennon, it is a pleasure to spend my birth year with you; good night, New York, the great Big Apple, do you think your life is easy?
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