“You can have Manhattan
I know it's for the best
Gather up the avenues and leave them on your doorstep”

—  Sara Bareilles

"Manhattan"
Lyrics, The Blessed Unrest (2013)

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American pop rock singer-songwriter and pianist 1979

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