The more things change

Tonight I walked through Greenwich Village. The first time I did that was back in 2003, when I interned for Google and had an apartment here. The last time I came here was probably more than a year ago.

This walk in particular brought back a lot of memories: maybe it’s because it is the summer time, maybe because I feel the same sense of freedom I did back then.  That summer: full of the late night crepe runs, early morning CVS sprints in my PJs to pick up stuff like shampoo and soap, the short jaunts to midtown via the BD, the conversations with Afzal who owned the nearby newstand, the feeling of endlessness.

There are some new fixtures in the neighborhood, but most of the old is still around and bustling. I love this city.

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