And so begins my favorite holiday and something that's uniquely special to New York City. Of course, I'm talking about
Fleet Week! Other cities may have their own, but there's something special, something sexy, something dare I say patriotic, about seeing a pack (or is it gaggle) of uniformed American servicemen (hehe... service) sauntering down 42nd Street. I find myself taking frequent and extra-long trips upstairs to "make sure everything is OK at the door". Plus, there's a really hot bicycle-taxi boy that's taken to parking his rig right out front. I'd like to show him how to "park his rig" real good. Today's euphemism is brought to you by the letter "A".
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