Chez Jax, view from

View from my bedroom. Never gets old.

I’m sure hundreds of writers have already composed very eloquent passages about how, when you live in New York, buildings have a way of becoming personified in your mind. I look out my windows every day and night and gain so much comfort from seeing the same skyscrapers that were there yesterday. Some days, it’s the most reassuring part of my routine.

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