November 25, 2003. The sky is cloudless. It’s been like that all morning, allowing the Hudson River to show off its many shades of of deep greens and dark browns. 299 more words
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It’s a grand, grand caper. You get to leave, go talk to strangers, ask them anything, come back, type up their stories, edit the tape. That’s not gonna retire your loans as quickly as it should, and it’s not going to turn you into a person who’s worried about what kind of car they should buy, but that’s kind of as it should be.