The first day we arrived in New York City, we spent some time in my grandmother's apartment and the park downstairs. We used to pass time idly in this park, watch lightening bugs glow, when we were visiting her as young children. This time, we spent it remembering her as cherry blossoms fell from the sky like winged teardrops. Two days later, the blossoms were all gone and replaced by green leaves.
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