One of the highlights of my birthday weekend was Helen's gift: a large print of the 1976 New Yorker cover in which Saul Steinberg is rather, um...Manhattan-centric. It's a westward looking scene, in which 9th and 10th Avenue are in more detail than China, Russia, and Japan. I love it!
Helen is driven crazy by my excessive attachment to New York, which is ridiculous for someone who just moved here. But even so she managed to find the perfect birthday gift.
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