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February 22, 2020
Itís the morning sun flare, blazing on the buildings of Manhattan, seen from a sixth floor Brooklyn apartment. Itís the insistent hiss of the old heating. Itís the satisfaction of an untried brunch place turning out to be a winner and a keeper. Itís the old familiar neighbourhood, with all its new unfamiliar things. Itís the walk and the shopping and the spontaneous meal decision. Itís the Uber home, watching something on Netflix together. Itís your daughter and her adorable cat, itís a great meal in a funky untried restaurant. Itís our old folksí early night. But mostly, itís us.