Manhattan Libs: Murray Hill Edition

The first time I was in Murray Hill, I woke up after drunkenly crashing at someone’s apartment and had to get back uptown quickly. I walked, bewildered, out of the apartment and couldn’t find a cab. Here’s what was going on in my brain:

Why are there no cabs on 3rd avenue? Is everyone going North or South?
Where the fuck is 3rd avenue? Am I in Brooklyn? Is this the ghetto?

Anyway, here it is:

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