Yesterday the sunrise was red or magenta: depending on how you interpret. I asked Vadim, "What does that mean again? That it's going to be warm?""I can't remember. Or maybe it's a storm?"
"Something sailors used...I've heard."
Today opened.
--->Warmth.
It's hazy in the city. It feels like the first hint of Summer in the City. Sweltering, humid. It's gross, I know. The scent of Summer Subway: urine, garbage juice...roaches. But: I'm anxious for it. To eat lunch in Bryant Park, not worry about stockings...block parties!
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