Times Square, one of the most recognizable places in the world. I almost didn't see the point in taking photos, since I would simply be recording the same things as millions of people all over the world.
It was just as I'd expected: skyscrapers, tourists, bright lights, strange costumes. (My friend called it "the place that no one who actually lives in New York ever goes to".)
It would seem like a bad idea to have a horse on a street where cars are always running by. I wonder about the number of injuries to horses per year in New York City.
A Ferris wheel inside a store!
Each chair was inhabited by a different set of characters.
I had the chance to see Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, starring Scarlett Johansson as Maggie. It must have been all the repeated performances -- Johansson's usually husky voice was ragged and nasal as hell, giving the character a blowsy quality that was much more pronounced than Elizabeth Taylor's take in the 1958 film version. The ending was decidedly more downbeat than the film, but considering the lack of chemistry between Johansson and Benjamin Walker, who played her alcoholic husband Brick, it was oddly convincing.
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