Two years ago today, I was moving into my first New York City apartment. The room was the  exact same size of my slightly deflated air mattress—which I would discover that night to be a very punctured air mattress—and a glorified closet, but it wasn’t in Albany or Long Island. Plus, it had this view. The pink ledge is where the pigeons would do it. 

Two years ago today, I was moving into my first New York City apartment. The room was the  exact same size of my slightly deflated air mattress—which I would discover that night to be a very punctured air mattress—and a glorified closet, but it wasn’t in Albany or Long Island. Plus, it had this view. The pink ledge is where the pigeons would do it.