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So Dad, my sister and I decided to take a walk around the neighborhood today, given that any type of tourism around NYC will have to be postponed until tomorrow, when the stores and subways open up again. There is not much to do in Flushing Queens, unless you are Chinese and enjoy Karaoke or having pineapple bubble drinks in winter. But exploring is always fun, so we walked through an Indian section of Flushing were Hindu temples stayed open, and ended up at the entrance of the Botanical Garden, which was beautiful, but pretty dead in the mists of winter’s wind. We stopped a lot to watch the squirrels and compare them to our cat Kissy, who stayed home sleeping, and on the way back I asked Dad the usual stupid philosophical question I ask everyone about Determinism vrs. Free will. It took him ten blocks to answer it and it took Diana one block to answer it, then we arrived home and ate Christmas leftovers with Mom. I don’t remember what the responses added up to, but I’ll keep asking. I love my family. I don’t care how much you must think that being in NYC and not doing anything glamorous in Manhattan is a waste of time, I love this crowded, uneventful, ugly, abandoned neighborhood so much and its only because we are here. Happy Holidays