I took this pic at about midnight thirty. NYC. Place of my birth. Home. The most forgein place I ever go. I was born walking distance from this spot. Everything here is walking distance, eventually.

I stay at the Millenium hotel, steps from this Times Square the place millions flock to - the place everyone has heard of. Eerie music filters into the room from the street below during the day. It is the Lion King or some other such musical filling the air with the flute and drums sounds now closely associated with some mythical African story. In my room. This advertising is actually in my hotel room that I am paying an OUTRAGEOUS sum for, that is actually lower than 95% of the rest of the residents are paying. (I am in Travel after all...)