It never fails. Every time I drive into New York, whether it's on 684, the Sawmill River Parkway, or the Hutch, I feel so at home when I cross that border into New York. I know it sounds dramatic, but anytime I get close to home, I am immediately filled with a feeling of peace, even amidst the craziness and business of New York.
Damn, I love this place.
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