yoga in bryant park
summer nites
line for street meat
physical manifestation of the freezing cold air inside air conditioned buildings and the heat outside. I'd rather be outside.
confusion
where am I, ohio? no, prospect park brooklyn.
one of my fav things is misspelled or nonsensical graffiti.
got chased out of prospect park by an impending ominous storm. it caught me anyway and I got soaked. I dried pretty quickly though in the 150 degree subway stations.
on the way home at fairly early in the evening, I experienced the rare occurrence of being the only person in a subway car. while I don't enjoy packed subway cars, completely empty ones are fairly creepy.
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