On Sunday, after I left the movies, I did what I always do right after. I took a walk to Bryant Park. Even in the colder months, I’ll still walk to and pass through. This time, it was the first nice day of Spring, and everyone was out. I was a little anxious in the way I get around too many people. I found a chair (those beautiful, green ones) under a…
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