Because I haven't fallen out of bed once. In fact, I've woken up on a strange soft platform that extends well beyond my feet and past my stretched out arms. This curious piece of furniture doesn't even fill up the room.I haven't heard one honking horn and it's actually dark at night. Really truly dark!
There are landscapes filled with trees and fog (no, not smog or that steam that comes out of the gutters and building tops).
There are big back yards where a handsome man chops wood because he can, and because inside there is a real working fireplace.
No, I'm definately not in New York anymore.
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