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PHOTO TOUR 
12) When we reached Grand Central Megan and I went for a drink at the Oyster Bar. She fiddled with a white wine. I took two fingers of Maker's and then two more. I might have been happy with a whole fistful. The Oyster Bar is a good place for this kind of drinking. You feel like you're at the bottom of a deep cavern, sealed off from the outside world. For all you know the outside world might be gone. Up in smoke. Vaporized in a single white flash. Back to main photos page ...  |
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