As John reaches 5th Avenue, he looks up and sees the Empire State Building lit red and green for Christmas. Every tree along 5th is lit with white lights. And even from across the street, Lord & Taylor's mechanical windows telll a bigger story of a city that constantly tops itself as a center of creativity.
John almost bursts out laughing when he remembers Keith's explanation of how the competing agency blew the El Pollo Loco pitch. They did a parody of Sam Peckinpah't Bring me the head of Alfredo Garcia. Bring me the head of El Pollo Loco...bring me the wings of El Pollo Loco...the legs, the breast meat....the chicken nuggets blahaaaaaaaaa. And this at a time of so much violence in Mexico. Talk about being in bad taste. Anyway, it got Cindy and Keith a fast flight to San Diego to sign up the account.
John thinks, 'I'd rather be here in New York'' as he gazes up at Macy's with its white lights and red awnings. The entire side of the building is a lasor light show, synchronized to Christmas music. He's so glad he's alive and a working writer in New York City.
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