"Shit!" the usually genteel middle-aged editor who sits in my corner of the office exclaimed. (Homeboy is also growing a goatee, maybe he's going through some things, I don't think I want to know.) "There's like, smoke coming out of Rockefeller Center!" We all raced to our shared floor-to-ceiling window.
The now collective panic that arises from any sign of smoke or explosion in the city quickly subsided. It was nothing serious. We all lingered for a minute longer out of human curiosity. Shortly after the stir, I met a friend in the lobby to grab lunch. And poof, the sky was clear and all the commotion was gone without a trace in a New York Minute. It almost made me wonder if it happened at all.
Sometimes I feel like that with my decision to leave New York. But this is it. This is really happening.
Ryan Adams - This Is It
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