I began to like New York, the
racy, adventurous feel of it at night, and the satisfaction that the constant
flicker of men and women and machines gives to the restless eye. I liked to
walk up Fifth Avenue and pick out romantic women from the crowd and imagine that
in a few minutes I was going to enter into their lives, and no one would ever
know or disapprove.
- The Great Gatsby, by F. Scott Fitzgerald
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