New York City, July 27, 2017

Tom Scocca
Jul 30, 2017 · 1 min read

★★★ The new fresh air was like an extra weight holding the bedcovers down, suppressing wakefulness. Outdoors was tilting toward warmth and humidity but a rush of chilly wind found the open space at 72nd and Broadway and surged through it. The coffee shop staff was discussing where to get more ice. The clouds closed over and another gust came along 13th Street. Early afternoon had dimmed and stagnated. The air got stickier. By the time the later of the day camps had let out, the apartment air conditioner had to come on again.

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