Parking in New York—it sends you to ecstasy or rips your heart out. Which is to say, it's a natural continuation of family life. Most of the time it is joyous. Joy is an odd word to use in… … There had been a truly awe-inspiring sunset that we witnessed coming down the Henry Hudson Parkway, but our pleasure was dampened by the fact that the baby was asleep in the car. It was after 8 P.M. He would … I don't know why, but the French are good on the insanity of cars. …

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