Ah... the famous 34th Street landmark: the Burrito Tower! In the late-afternoon sun, the orange paint on the concrete block walls gives off an enticing glow. Maybe I should stop in tomorrow for breakfast!
One of my earliest memories is of my parents staying up late to process slides in the kitchen. I can still remember the first photograph I took - of a rock, with a mountain in the background. In college, I was almost positive I was going to be the next Ansel Adams.
All of which has led me here.
Don't spoil your appetite, we are having lunch.
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