And The City: 6.6 Sex

I couldn't help but wonder: In a city where we spend our lives looking for the next big thing, does it take a literal earth-shattering event to make us appreciate what's right beneath our feet? Or is the real tremor not the one that moves the ground, but the one that moves the heart?

As Carrie sat at her window later that night, the city skyline flickering back to life, she began to type. 6.6 Sex and the City

“I’ve always said New York is the city that never sleeps,” Carrie narrated, watching her half-full mimosa slosh rhythmically against the side of the flute. “But I never expected it to start tossing and turning.” I couldn't help but wonder: In a city

“My Manolos!” Charlotte shrieked, clutching her ankles. “If a crack opens in the pavement and swallows my limited-edition pumps, I am suing the tectonic plates!” “I’ve always said New York is the city