A Day In New York
The atmosphere on the 12th floor was quite different from that of the building lobby. The echo of dress shoes clicking on the marble slabs and elevator banks were replaced by conversations muffled by carpeted floors and back-to-back work desks, filled with computers and personal mementos. I already regretted wearing heels on the walk from the Chambers S…
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