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.”

The four women were huddled under a heavy mahogany table at Balthazar , an establishment that usually served eggs Benedict with a side of judgment, but was currently serving pure, unadulterated panic. 6.6 Sex and the City

“Forget the shoes, Char,” Samantha said, remarkably calm while checking her reflection in a silver butter knife. “I was mid-sentence with a very handsome structural engineer when the floor started shimmying. If the world is ending, I’d like to be at least two blocks closer to his apartment.” “I’ve always said New York is the city

Miranda, ever the pragmatist, was staring at her Blackberry. “The subways are down. The bridges are closed. We are officially trapped on an island with eight million panicked people and a dwindling supply of premium vodka.” “I was mid-sentence with a very handsome structural

As the aftershocks subsided, the city transformed. The relentless hum of Manhattan was replaced by a strange, collective breath. Without the roar of the 4 train or the constant honking of yellow cabs, New York felt naked.