Goodnight, Walker
We all get old.
Our bodies deteriorate.
Our autumn arrives with its scattered leaves and cold, wet nights.
And then we pass with the season.
Goodnight, Walker, whoever you were. You will be missed.
New York City Forever. Now more than ever.
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