On a Monday morning in New York City, it feels like half the town is moving faster than light. I call them the Blurry People. Their energy is both intoxicating and unnerving.
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The Blurry People
On a Monday morning in New York City, it feels like half the town is moving faster than light. I call them the Blurry People. Their energy is both intoxicating and unnerving.
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