Lazy!

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It's been so long since I've written a real letter. Evan and I used to write one another constantly, even when we lived together in Florence. I think it was the part of our relationship I loved most. There's nothing that made me feel as close to him as sitting alone in a public space writing him a letter. Strange, I know, but somehow writing

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Fun! I am an excellent letter writer, so feel free to add me to your epistolary list.

How is New York? I miss it a little today.

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New York is muggy and slow in that late July - August mode when half the city's population is away on vacation and half the people in the park and on the subway are tourists.

Funny, it's still my favorite time of the year to be in New York.

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Why's it your favorite time to be there?

It's so nice here today it's ridiculous. Rolling hills, no humidity, bright bright bright blue sky. I am going to go home, walking past guys who shout at me and women speaking Spanish into Motorolas and unlock my door and walk into my own apartment. :-)