I find this quite funny because from the first time I heard this song, my brain always took me to this place of sitting on a window sill in New York with a record of this song going, just sitting, thinking, everything sort of still almost meditative in the restfulness of feeling I was in the place I'd been wanting to be and this is my moment, the moment I had created for myself. Just to be, everything exactly the way. And I guess someone had a similar idea filming the front of a building I'd imagine myself on the fire escape of. Been working on a post all about window views for a bit. Today's been a day of sills and outside views. So might as well post this and a spread of views I've racked up into my saved photos over some time. It's a perfect day for it.
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