In the wake of last week's explosion in NYC's East Village, an anxiety-ridden writer reflects on the random act of kindness that dispelled for her the myth of the brash, unfeeling New Yorker.
Wanting to recapture the joy she felt in Valentine’s Day, the writer took to the streets armed with heart-covered cards. And inadvertently created a movement.
Breaking up has always been hard to do for this writer. But she's finding the most painful one of all isn't with a lover—but the city where it all happened.