for THAT GIRL

2015, where we met "The Nutella Guy" who ate that Nutella straight out of the jar with the serving spoon:

2018, shared experiences:

2018, her personal experiences:

and she thought of all those who ever lived there:

and in 1965, I stood at that spot and had my own hopes and dreams:

And her memories: 

This is the corner where she stopped to catch her breath after seeing Carousel on her last night in NYC (she stood against that glass window under the green marquee).

This is the Walgreens where she stopped to buy an umbrella before meeting me at the Apple Store (the sky was blue and clear... the rain caught her by surprise).

This is just down the street (you can see the Walgreens there). When she stepped out of the store, it was pouring down rain and she had to make a run for it (literally) to this subway station. She took the C train to meet me. 

This was her stop. The Apple Store was a short walk from there.

These are the cross streets she walked by to make her way to the Apple Store. She looked around and saw it there on the corner.

And of course, this is where we saw the customer we called "ass crack guy." She laughs every time she remembers. So do I.