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New York is a densely packed mass of humanity and all this living on top of one another makes the New Yorker a rare species! It's hard to put a finger on what makes the place buzz so hard, but the city's hyperactive rush keeps drawing people to it. They don't come any bigger than the Big Apple –"King of the Hill", as Frank Sinatra's song goes-"Top of the heap, New York - New York!". It's got its fair share of poor, but it also has world-class museums, big statues, even bigger buildings, all an outrageous excess! New York doesn't go to sleep! You can go out for a pizza, or sushi, or Italian food, at almost any hour of the day or night! The funny thing is that I slept like a baby once it came to 11pm almost every night! The city's traffic runs all night, and people are out and about as if it was the middle of the day. MORE............
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I will leave you with a few poems that I have written about MS and some of the feelings I have gone through at certain times with this disease. Poems that are written for all sufferers and are in no way politically correct. They are there to remind all people who do not have the disease to know what it feels like to have it at times. There is no euphoric statement because that would be a fabrication of the truth and I only deal with the truth. If you are not a poet and you have MS why not keep your feelings and emotions in that diary? Creativity is not impaired by illness and sometimes it can be enhanced. So isn't it better to use of your energies on being creative in order to get as much satisfaction as possible out of your life?
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