At the end of the day the office was buzzing with who had power and who didn’t.
Lower East Side, Park Slope, the Bronx.
People were making plans on where they were going to stay and making phone calls to the electrical company demanding (as New Yorkers do) to know when it is expected to come back on.
“We’re not sure,” wasn’t good enough. It rarely is.
On the way home it started to rain. I got off the bus early at Park Ave and walked home to 2nd and people around me were running, newspapers on heads, large umbrellas taking up sidewalks impeding vision and all I could think was: is no one ever satisfied?
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