After leaving the Great Lawn, since we were near our old apartment, I took the opportunity to go turn our keys in (an errand that was hindered yesterday by violent thunderstorms). I took a few shots of our 90th St and Central Park West location:
Leaving the keys on the counter of our bare, vacant apartment was surreal. But as I heaved the stroller up the stairs in front of our building one last time, I found it hard to be sad and easy to be glad that I NEVER have to do that again!
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