Bricks and Brownstone

This is New York I like most. But then I remember my first day in America, in Baltimore Greyhound station. I was scared by the ugliness and uniformity of what now I realize were brownstones. At that time I had in mind A Taste of Honey and all the sad angry British movies of the 60s. And coming to New York to Rego Park the following week...I annoyed my guest saying it was absolutely ugly.
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