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The other day I was trying on potential Christmas Dresses in Ann Taylor Loft and the following music tracks played in this order:
I am highly aware that this is the kind of problem that most people in the world trade me for in an instant, but recently it’s been so hot in NYC that our overworked air conditioner has been flooding the … Continue reading
We were out watching whales. Far too early in the morning, somewhere off the coast of Gloucester, scanning the horizon for spouts of air, or the flash of a tail, or a body breaching out of the water.
A lot of the time, I feel like a New Yorker. I will argue with you over where to get the best slice in the city. I often tut at the slowness of pedestrians. I once saw a rat try … Continue reading
It was a perfectly ordinary Saturday – coffee, grocery shopping, manicure – until the hawk showed up. Soaring down from the sky to perch in a tree opposite Morton Williams.