My hostess (who happens to be quite the seamstress) let me take a sneak peek behind the scenes of a real Manhattan costume shop. The sewing machines there are much bigger than mother's back home. I do miss my family a little... but... these interesting friends were wonderful company. And what's a little homesickness in exchange for the sights of such a city? I think that the lights and signs and bustle of Times Square are all dazzlingly beautiful. And who knew the city police officers were such good horsemen? This police officer was kind enough to give me a lift!
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