Fluffy fuzzy prickly grass, filaments like fiberglass, summer weed along the trail, possibly giant foxtail. And around it may be some large amount of lady's thumb. In the crush the two hobnob, bottle brush with pink corncob.
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Fun-filled twenty thousand feet: vibrant toys, delightful treats. Jellycat and Funko dolls line FAO Schwarz's walls. In the back a keyboard lies on the floor, quite large in size. Jump around or dance a jig; play notes like Tom Hanks in Big. Madness next to Rockefeller, staff all giving demonstrations. Oh, look, this one's a best seller, Barbie's Dream Deluxe Gas Station.
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Coffee Waffle on a sign. Soft Falafel? Get in line! Fried chickpea with other stuff, bubble tea, and a creampuff.
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The Long Island Rail Road from Bayside to Penn departs for downtown once an hour, and then it whisks you away to the heart of Manhattan in long metal chains of commuter train cabins. The fare's just five dollars, a bargain for distance, and friendly staff wait at the desk for assistance, but if you don't use the pass you're out of luck, the fee to refund it's a whopping ten bucks.
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grand Central has an artery that Brings you to the top, five Rows of escalation ringed in Glassy green backdrop. it Takes you from long island trains to Madison concourse and Messes with your weary brain's perSpective data source. inSide the transit system there's no Angled view that's greater than Looking up these moving stairs, its Longest escalator.
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