The rest of the day, we scooted around the city – starting with new-ish, must-see High Line walk in Chelsea. 
I lunched with Stuart, a British journo pal enjoying a summer in New York, and then grabbed a choice table in the rooftop bar at 230 5th Avenue. That’s the Empire State Building behind the palm tree, darling.
Needless to say, things got a touch raucous.
And this has to be some kind of a record for lift-squashing photography…
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