sarah
had her going away party last night. ali and shawn came up from dc for it
and spent the afternoon at the
guggenheim
motorcycle show. she used their cel phone to call me from the park avenue
median, a place where she and i on our walk to my work would happily get
stranded by DONT WALK halfway across and have to just kiss waiting for green.
the morning after her party (the memory of which for me will remain ever
hazy) we walked across a steel grate bridge and took the F to manhattan
for all-you-can-drink brunch and a surreal afternoon of flea markets and
macy*s womens shoes, where at the former she bought a 1951 issue of the
Journal of
Mammalogy.
gowanus canal | third street, brooklyn, new york,
usa