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"Paris may be the city of love, but I swear there's nothing more magical than getting to know someone new under the glittering lights of New York City. The West Village was meant for long, winding walks hand in hand, lingering in front of lingerie stores, kissing along the waterfront. His rooftop in Chelsea was made for savoring wine under the stars. Central Park was crafted for lolling about in bathing suits in the grass on sun-
Hannah Orenstein, Playing with Matches
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