long-island

Soon you catch your first glimpse of a vineyard basking in the sun, its broad leaves silently turning sunlight into sugar, ripening vitis vinifera, the European grapes that make the world__ finest wines. For a moment you might imagine you__e been mysteriously wafted to the French countryside, but no, this is the East End of Long Island, the most exciting new wine region in North America. You__e reached your destination, but your journey of discovery has barely begun

They radiated that orgasm-free lifestyle so unique and universal among Seabrook women.

Maybe it wasn__ rational, but she didn__ like the idea of Leo invading her little world. Yesterday, Brooklyn had belonged to her. The Long Island __urbs where she__ grown up had felt far away from the brick streets and renovated factory spaces of Brooklyn. In this job, she__ felt truly independent, putting down her own fragile roots in a new place. Fast forward twenty-four hours, and her daddy had joined the workplace and her ex-boyfriend had shown up to remind her of all that she__ lost. Really, a girl could be forgiven for feeling slightly hysterical. Not that there was any time to panic.

This is Long Island, land of the rushed, home of the stressed.

A year earlier my parents had moved us out of the city to a split-level on Long Island, their idea of the American dream, which meant it as now an hour-and-a-half commute via the 7:06 Hicksville to Penn Station every morning. (Dark City Lights)