Two Years in New York (Michael Mohr's "fictional memoir" chapter 6)
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*As always, I’d greatly appreciate if you became a paid subscriber. As low as $5/month! Chapter 6 I had moved apartments. I was still unsure about how long I’d stay in New York City—or if I’d stay longer term—but I knew I wasn’t yet ready to leave now. After tireless hours of searching the AirBnB website, I’d scored a small room in a four-room 4th floor walkup across town on the west side, and way further north, in Hamilton Heights (upper West Harlem), at 147th and Broadway. I could walk a block-and-a-half south to 145th Street to catch the 1-train into downtown Manhattan.
Two Years in New York (Michael Mohr's "fictional memoir" chapter 6)
Two Years in New York (Michael Mohr's…
Two Years in New York (Michael Mohr's "fictional memoir" chapter 6)
*As always, I’d greatly appreciate if you became a paid subscriber. As low as $5/month! Chapter 6 I had moved apartments. I was still unsure about how long I’d stay in New York City—or if I’d stay longer term—but I knew I wasn’t yet ready to leave now. After tireless hours of searching the AirBnB website, I’d scored a small room in a four-room 4th floor walkup across town on the west side, and way further north, in Hamilton Heights (upper West Harlem), at 147th and Broadway. I could walk a block-and-a-half south to 145th Street to catch the 1-train into downtown Manhattan.