After the Parade

We went to Times Square hours after the parade ended.  Near midnight, the crews were busy cleaning up the trash (and there was A LOT of TRASH!) and the police were moving the barriers down.  People still milled around in copious quantities, buoyed by the food that rests deep inside their stomachs, the frenzied energy of the holiday season beginning to take root.  A man plays his saxophone while countless people mill about the food trucks and billboard signs that drown out the stars in the night sky.  New York, the city that never sleeps.  Frenzied strolls along the well lit avenues.  Electric is the word.

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