The humidity broke, the sky is bright blue and the air is fresh. It's still morning but so far I've walked the streets of Washington Heights, the Upper West Side and Harlem, and everywhere people are smiling, greeting one another, thankful, not only for a reprieve from the oppressive heat, but just to be alive on a day like this, in town like this.
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Magical morning
The humidity broke, the sky is bright blue and the air is fresh. It's still morning but so far I've walked the streets of Washington Heights, the Upper West Side and Harlem, and everywhere people are smiling, greeting one another, thankful, not only for a reprieve from the oppressive heat, but just to be alive on a day like this, in town like this.
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