New York City, April 4, 2017

★★ Though rain had speckled the windows, all that fell on the walk to school was drizzle. After that one mercy, the morning did not get any better. Nothing nice was happening out in the forecourt, and the turn onto the cross street met a cold wind. Fog was not far overhead. The downtown local track bed for the Broadway line at Times Square was a canal, fed by flow from the ceiling. The drizzle stopped; the midday was tolerable enough to wait outside a food truck for tacos. Briefly there was sun on a water tower. At rush hour the fog was back, making the top of the Empire State Building fade in and out while downtown a well-formed layer of cloud chopped off the Freedom Tower partway up, sharply.

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