Daily commute: take the 1 to Times Square, then the NQR to Prince Street.
First we lived on the third floor, then the sixth floor.
I dragged my suitcase up and down this five story walkup.
The first address I ever learned by heart.
My grandmother's apartment grows damper with every rain.
All the mixed memories that come with high school.
The rock climbing place next door and I are in a parking war.
Seika is really miles out of Kyoto, and the shuttle doesn't run past 9 PM.