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And then there was a great storm. Two days ago it was spring. Fuck,…

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And then there was a great storm.

Two days ago it was spring. Fuck, I mean, yesterday it was spring.

By the way, about yesterday: It was my 22nd birthday, and it was a pretty good one. I met with Josh at the Pick-me-up Cafe on Ave A, looking out into Tompkins Square Park (one of my favorite parts of the city), though this was after I'd driven into the city, deciding to get off the Henry Hudson at 56th street, and falling into an entirely predictable (though unpredicted) traffic disaster, and looking and failing to find any legal parking in a reasonable perimeter, finally ending up in a lucky spot on 12th and D. Josh was cool. After that, I met Albert at Cafe Reggio and we had a great session, as I slurped down a huge vanilla shake, mixing creativity with practicality. Albert is very impressive. And then I had my Prophecy meeting at La Salle, where Mike brought me free pizza and we all shared pages. That was pretty good, except I worry a bit about the quality of peoples' projects. They're very ambitious, but they may lack artistic merit. We'll see.
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