Hey NYC! (Yeah, You Know Me)

When one takes a red-eye flight to The Big Apple, steps off the plane, and immediately hits the pavement for the next 17 hours, this is what happens:

TERMS TO REMEMBER:

*Shanny and the Short Couch*

*Circling…ever circling*

*Hidden Valley and Homeless*

“Pretty lady”, “Blondie” (Or, “EH winking at the street guys”)