Friday night I took my son to see Macbeth with Patrick Stewart on Broadway. Awash with Shakespeare we ventured back out into Times Square 3 hours later. I forget that it's now Bladerunner Redux without the Asian kiosks. People jammed the square footage and a wailing cop car pulled over a cab in the midst of crowds.
The play was great.
Today the island is dense with mist and the overcast wet of harbor humors. Seagulls fly high in the currents dropping their plaintive calls down to us on the streets like strange predictions or just rude comments.
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