Spring hit New York City today. It is 60 degrees out. Daffodil buds are poking through the trash strewn curbside gardens. Little gray squirrels are chasing each other from lamppost to razor wire. Pigeons are cooing and ruffling their feathers as they dodge pedestrians and cabs. Rats are tending to their shedding fur in vacant lots. All that is missing from the idyllic fairy tale setting is a sweet little swing. I think I could charge $50/half hour for a ride on any of these. I could just hang it from the fire escape. KaCHING!
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