Pounding my sore feet back out toward Penn Station to catch a subway to Brooklyn, walking 6 blocks on the same sore feet to meet up with Twumasi, waiting two hours while Twumasi and the various family members visiting his wife show off their Canal St purchases and gather their things, walking to find a restaurant that can take six full-grown people plus a baby for dinner within an hour, eating way too much because the fish tacos and the fried plaintains were just too good to resist, then walking back to the subway to head back in to Manhattan?Perfect evening.
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Come home.
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