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Reason I Love NYC #1,293,452: Friends in Parades

Truth be told, I am not a huge fan of parades in NYC. Crowds annoy me. With the exception of the dozens of NYC (and a couple of San Francisco) Pride parades in which I have marched, I avoid them like the plague. Enter my dear, wonderful, inspiring friend, Karen Colligan, who derives so much…

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Reason I Love NYC #4,345,672: Things Happen That Can Only Happen Here

Eleven years ago today, on a Sunday night, I was at The Public to see a new show I knew little about. The theater had called that day to move our seats, leaving two empty rows in from of us. Weird. It was way past curtain time — if you know me, you know I…

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Reason I Love NYC #7,695,432: We Have Each Other’s Backs

After a life-altering visit to a MoMa exhibition and a wonderful lunch atop yet another Manhattan museum, my bestie and I arrived at an Off-Broadway theater for our matinee. I gave my name at the box office, and they couldn’t find my tickets. I offered to show them my e-mail confirmation and stepped to the…

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Reason I Love NYC #5,677,862: Because I Can Commute Through Central Park

This is what my path to work with the brilliant and wonderful Karen Colligan looked like this morning. Usually, my commute is about eight steps from my bedroom to my living room. On some days, though, because I live in the greatest city in the world, I can get to where I am going by…

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Reason I Love NYC #4,873,767: Is It Art, or Is It underwear?

In an unfamiliar neighborhood for dinner (yes, Q accessible), and Paige Zandri and I are stopped the middle of the street trying to figure out if this is an art installation or the underwear belonging to a block of people. Either way, I love it. And I am grateful, as always, to live in this…

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Reason I Love NYC #7,982,544: Women’s Liberty

I was very lucky to have a friend take me to a New York Liberty game last year. I was hooked. I love sporting events of all kinds. But I have never experienced what I have since deemed “Little Girl Energy.” Thinking about the many female children in attendance who were watching women PLAY the…

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Reason I Love NYC No. 9,765,342: Unexpected Adventures

When I suggested to LeiLani E. Quiray that we meet before dinner and New York City Ballet to pop in to the Madison Avenue Art Walk, I had no idea what was in store. I’ve only ever seen work in person by my favorite artist, Geoffrey Johnson, once. So we climbed four flights of stairs…

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Reason I Love NYC #2,347,643: Perfection in the Bronx

After a couple of days of hellacious heat during which I question life itself, a glorious 62-degree day reminds me how much I love living here in the greatest city in the world. I grab my bestie, hop on the subway and wind up at Yankee Stadium with a vat of popcorn, a sunburn and…

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SEO & The Yellow Pages

How worried are you about SEO in your content? If you are losing sleep over where you come up in a Google search for keywords, please stop, take a breath, and think about this: Say you are a lawyer. And say it is 1992. Do you want a client who finds you by looking under…

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Hone Your Skills

It seldom fails. I sit in a Zoom business meeting or across the table from a date. I picture the person who is speaking approaching a cliff. As they get closer to the edge, I hold my breath. They say “hone” when they should say “home.” I die just a little inside, knowing I will…

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