Sunday evening 58F

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The asphalt is damp and the objects that happened to fall onto the sidewalk are surrounded by a dark aura of humidity that does not want to go away. The air is sly opaque and the sky is almost white. Contrasts are much softer from now until that crisp golden cold morning coming up, in just a few weeks from now. It feels so good to be in this city. I love New York in the autumn. It is the best time of the year.

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Welcome home - we missed you!

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