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  1. David

    Great title! And as I scroll down there just might be a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand–walking through the streets of NoHo in the rain.

    Angie, these are great photos–you have a this great eye–frankly New York becomes you. Nice work.

    Can you tell me who the smokin’ photographer is in the reflection in the mirror?

  2. Angela

    Why, that’s Stefan, of course. However, it’s a daunting window reflection, and not a mirror.

    Thanks for the note! I heart hearting New York. And the phrase ‘I heart’ something.

    Heart is one of those words you type out and stare at and wonder if you’re losing your mind, or did you spell it right.

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