New York City, July 25, 2017

Tom Scocca
Jul 26, 2017 · 1 min read

★★★ The coolness must have been more welcoming than the gray sky was unwelcoming, because the balance was, by whatever narrow margin, appealing. People walked with their arms folded against the chill. The clouds weakened and blue appeared overhead; for a while, full sun seemed incipient or nearby, but all that followed were more passages of darkness and uncertainty. People sorted through laundry on a bench out in the forecourt. Fresh air came through the blinds at night without rattling them.

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