Photo Credit — AleXander Hirka / Used with permission / Looking up in midtown

Twenty-One April, Twenty Twenty-One

It’s a big, old, mess of a city but I love it

When I walked out to go to the subway at seven this morning, the local drug emporium was open for business. It consisted of two (unmasked) older guys and a stream of jittery, belligerent customers. I ignored them. They ignored me. Kind of a mutually twisted version of “live and let live”.