“You find these little pockets behind alley ways, alcoves next to buildings—these little places to duck out and sit, ten feet from the busy sidewalk. You sit with a coffee and old friends, and you joke about the good old days.
Or maybe you take someone by the hand, lead them into a small tucked away plaza and kiss them under the coloured lights of the night: alone together, steps away from the crowded streets, the twilight of the summer. That’s what I love about Sunnyside. You can quote me, but please don’t take my picture.” Name Forgotten.