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Bright lights<\/em> Bright lights\u00a0<\/em> Bright lights\u00a0<\/em> Bright lights<\/em> Bright lights<\/em> – Natascha Kracheel<\/p>\n Not exactly an autumn theme but it was this or the airplanes on the tarmac at SFO and I like this so much better. And this is my life on this day. And I love the poem, just a little edgy and something I can relate to. I love that I live in a small town where life is quiet and peaceful but I do like having a big city experience now and then. More often than I do now really…but I’m working on that. So, I am really stoked that I have two days to explore Boston on my own and one more with the tour group. This scene was about a block from my hotel. I had this vision that when I arrived at 8 pm on a Saturday everything would be dead and dark. So wrong, vibrant neighborhood, people everywhere. I even had trouble finding a restaurant where I didn’t have to wait for an hour to get some food.<\/p>\n \n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Bright Lights, Big City Bright lights Big City She\u2019s wearing hope around her neck tonight In golden letters on a string To make up for the darkness To make up for the void within Bright lights\u00a0 Big City This girl could always sing you the blues This girl is always passing through Bright lights\u00a0 Big … Continue reading Day 11 – Bright Lights Big City<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[14,23],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-797","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-architecture","category-travel"],"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/797","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=797"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/797\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":799,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/797\/revisions\/799"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=797"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=797"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=797"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nBig City<\/em>
\nShe\u2019s wearing hope around her neck tonight<\/em>
\nIn golden letters on a string<\/em>
\nTo make up for the darkness<\/em>
\nTo make up for the void within<\/em><\/p>\n
\nBig City<\/em>
\nThis girl could always sing you the blues<\/em>
\nThis girl is always passing through<\/em><\/p>\n
\nBig City<\/em>
\nDon\u2019t stay up<\/em>
\nDon\u2019t go waiting for her<\/em><\/p>\n
\nBig City<\/em>
\nThis girl\u00a0<\/em>
\nShe\u2019s always going somewhere<\/em><\/p>\n
\nBig City<\/em>
\nAnd when she goes away<\/em>
\nShe’s leaving you here<\/em><\/p>\n