The Manhattans

I stayed in Manhattan once.
I should have ordered a Manhattan and listened to this track.
Instead I had a Vodka Martini and went to a jazz club in Bleecker Street, probably in that order.

Many, many months have passed by since then.  Now, I would never be so conceptually unintact.

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Posted on August 1, 2016, in Horse racing, Music, Nostalgia and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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