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thebluestdanube
It was in New York City, on the thirtieth of April, as I sat musing amidst the hustle-bustle of the crowds at Rockefeller Center, while the masses were whisping ever so carelessly to and fro in their bladed boots over the ice, that the idea of capturing a single moment's image in time first entered my mind. The following is what proceeded after...
