Got in a few hours ago. Totally wiped from not getting enough sleep on the train. The front desk suggested an inexpensive diner but it looked depressing, the only people in there were cops, so I chose a Mexican restaurant. The food must have been made by Bhutanese elves wearing organic cashmere who swill Grand Marnier in their spare time it was so expensive. Found the entrance to High Line though.
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