in some
strange way.
the air out of it, like
a cold
exhale.
the store fronts closed.
no chestnut
vendors
on the corners.
on music in Washington Square.
the holiday
lights are down, the tree
gone
from Rockefeller
Center.
Center.
less people.
less tourists.
less taxis.
less of everything as we
walk
through a snow squall
from 5th avenue,
heading down.
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