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March 12, 2004
...a morning

At first the city looked as if were filled with something golden that was in between air and water. Then a cover of clouds opened and revealed a very softly blueish sky.
Now there is a parade of clouds in various shades of white, moving up the hudson, as if they were giant water tankers, mountains of steam, in majestic motion…
It would be silly to pull out the camera now… what could it possibly see?

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