Piano Man
In the middle of Washington Square Park I happened to run into a guy playing underneath the entryway (and playing wonderfully, might I add).
I Speak for the Trees
I was not swept out to sea. There was, however, a bit of an incident a couple blocks from my place. Seems Irene decided to play landscaper. The block next to mine lost power, too. Beyond that, though, Irene’s touch has been relatively gentle.
