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One tiny speck

Yesterday we had a few hours to walk around the city and take photos, so we walked slowly from our hotel over to Grand Central Station. We stopped every block or so to stare up at the sky and the feeling was not unlike what I imagine an ant feels like right before you stomp it out with your boot. This one was taken on the corner of 42 Street and Broadway. I’m really loving New York this trip.

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Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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