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Here she is. The queen of the knitting geeks, knitting away on the 24th floor of the Trump Plaza still on my Sunday morning post Madonna high. I actually made miles of progress on my black raglan in order to cure the intense vertigo I suffered when I discovered my room was on the top floor. I still can't believe my daughter actually talked me into getting this close to the window in order to get a good shot of the Trump sign behind me. In spite of the bad room location, the weekend was spectacular. I have not been to a concert since, well....Jerry Garcia was still alive, so I was very happy to discover I could still rock with the best of them.
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