There comes a time, on every faraway trip, where I get homesick. I miss American food, I miss American English and I miss the subway system I understand. So often, I find myself in the ubiquitous Subway Sandwich shop. And although the wallpaper shows an inaccurate map of the subway system this is pictured-the glass, greenhouse at the Bronx Botanical Gardens
Marissa in the park
Late fall crab apples
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And you thought the Bronx River was just the name of a highway!