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I must admit I’m rather seduced by the refrain from this song (Ah Brooklyn, Brooklyn take me in/Are you aware the shape I’m in?/My hands they shake, my head it spins/Ahh Brooklyn, Brooklyn take me in). Especially given the state I was in when I too headed north to Brooklyn in October, and that dear Brooklyn did indeed take me in. Also hard not to be seduced by such magnificent eye candy. But god, there’s something so horribly cloying and fake about it all! Or am I just being a churlish 40something?
