One thing we never tire of is walking the neighborhoods in our beloved city. There is always something to see and each neighborhood has its own distinct flavor. I remember the year I did the Marathon how much I loved going from neighborhood to neighborhood. From the insulting "Hey, you can't even catch grandma" to the "Yo Mama, fashion statement" to "I gotta get a burger to go with that shake". There were people in every borough who held out water and orange slices, cheering each and every one of us even 6 hours into the race.
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Monday, March 3, 2008
Red Hook #2
One thing we never tire of is walking the neighborhoods in our beloved city. There is always something to see and each neighborhood has its own distinct flavor. I remember the year I did the Marathon how much I loved going from neighborhood to neighborhood. From the insulting "Hey, you can't even catch grandma" to the "Yo Mama, fashion statement" to "I gotta get a burger to go with that shake". There were people in every borough who held out water and orange slices, cheering each and every one of us even 6 hours into the race.
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