when
traveling for an extended time, there are things you
know you miss, and other things you don't notice
until
something reminds you, like tonight on the roof of
the Bok, which made me realize how
much i miss the commanding
vistas seattle affords from its many majestic
heights. philadelphia is flat, river hugging
bottomland with a skyline that
was kept especially low due to tradition bordering on
superstition. Bok
Bar is one of those places where you pay for the
view
and it was worth it, if only to be reminded that
there's more to look forward to returning to seattle
than i realized.
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