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You don’t know the story of “Fishhooks” McCarthy.
Is this a real person or a Donna person?
Corrupt politician on the Lower East Side in the 20’s. Every morning he stopped at the St. James church on Oliver Street, and said the same prayer: “The Lord give me health and strength. We’ll steal the rest.”

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Charming Illustrated Cinemagraphs Reflect The Idyllic Mood Of Lazy Summer Days

by Rebecca Mock 

You can feel each one…

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London’s Pace

Days here pass at a ridiculous pace.

The people in the streets run as quickly as their nice shoes will carry them, as quickly as the cars drive on the roads nearby, fast enough to steam out any wrinkles in their suits - acquired from sitting in offices all day. Londoners move at the pace of the modern world. They run, and it seems like they are the only people – aside from New Yorkers – who might be able to keep up – with change and invention and the troubled, sad, painful news.

I’m not used to that pace anymore. Born a country girl, I always longed for the vibrant cities of the world to swallow me whole. But I have fallen too far into the steady and reliable pace of a teacher, who wanders the world in her limited time and ponders the plight of her students with care, and thus a necessary slowness, most of the year.

I love London. I love the people and the pace and the enormously rich culture. I love the language and the traditions and the constant change. I have visited this beautiful moloch five times in four years. But I want to visit the parks now more than the museums or the palaces or the magnificent shopping districts. I need the green spaces to relax after busy, bustling, touristy London.

And I choose Hampstead Heath from the vast number of beautiful green spaces. I choose Hampstead Heath because the breathtaking views and open vistas from Parliament Hill add another dimension to its potential for restauration. So green and so removed from the city, it is truly a place for relaxation. And I understand why Keats used to live nearby. And I understand why Hampstead is enjoying such attention from the rich and affluent Londoners. I would choose to live here, too, if I could. The proximity to the great green space of the Heath promises quality of life.

And so I wander in wide-eyed delight for one half of the day, and then I rest amongst beauty and greenery the rest of the day, all in beautiful London. It feels like the grown-up way to enjoy the city I love the most, the greatest city in the world. It feels fitting for a woman who teaches and wishes she could write.

Or maybe I’m just being pretentious when loving London the way only a tourist can.

"Happily ever after, or even just together ever after, is not cheesy […]. It’s the noblest, like, the most courageous thing two people can shoot for."

- Rainbow Rowell, Fangirl