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Somewhere behind the sunset you wait for me,
Somewhere beyond that sunset lies my serendipity,
Where you will color my life,
And be my wife.
(this is an extract from a poem I once wrote for a girl I fancied a long time ago - I don't remember the whole poem and I lost it since. Must be that she didn't fancy it all that much, because we never came to the wife-part - or it could be that she chickened out because of that. Anyway, if I see a sunset I always recall the story...)
The place is quite recognizable I should think - thank God for city pollution (the colors, if a lil saturated in Lightroom, are real); October 2008, Fuji S3pro, panorama's stitched from 5 different photo's, taken 20 minutes apart.
!steemitworldmap 40.776609 lat -73.971503 long NYC Central Park D3SCR
