As Brian and I returned, foot-weary, from our trek across High Line walkway, the last block we needed to pass was a lovely tree-lined park. It was refreshingly breezy in the dappled shade and warm in the open meadow, and people were sitting and chatting or lounging and reading. We were charmed, and took a small detour to walk through it.
At the far
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