New York Hotel
New York has hotels. Oh my goodness, does it have hotels. New York is all ritzy hotels and expensive food. This is what I tell myself. I say it again and again. It is kind of a mantra. What purpose it serves, I couldn't say.
We come upon the hotel in New York. It is the New York hotel at which we are staying. I tell myself repeatedly that I have never known the interior of this New York hotel. I can't tell if I'm telling the truth anymore. I stand on the balcony overlooking the skyline.
"What have you done to me, New York?" Hotels lean toward me ominously. This is my last night in New York.