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EXTRACT: He gave me a peck on the cheek. Afterwards I felt a bit lost and wandered downtown. It was such a perfect day. Then I saw the plane going in like a knife through butter. I felt like going north. I grew up near Prospect Park. Down we went on our toboggans in winter. But I didn't. I went south against the crowds, the second one went in, I was too close, and that, as they say was that.