A date at the opera.

He sent me flowers for my desk during the day. By night, we kicked things off at The Smith - truffle gnocchi for me, a steak for him, bread and butter to share. A stop at the photo booth downstairs (mandatory) for these lovely gems. A walk across Broadway to Lincoln Center for Carmen. We marveled at the lights, the architecture, the way opera often sounds as if it's one powerful voice. We drank champagne on the balcony (courtesy of a kind friend who now works at the opera) and shared a moment - one that I'll hold onto.

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