After a 13-hour journey (which was only supposed to have taken 6), Jonno and I finally arrived at Chad’s apartment last night.
There’s still snow on the streets, and more’s supposed to fall tomorrow. The city is grey as usual, but shiny, too. On the drive in, as we crossed town on 53rd Street, Jonno commented on how much wealth there is here–new buildings everywhere, sparkly things in lobbies seen through smoky mile-high plate-glass windows. I’m not used to being around things that conspicuous anymore, and it makes me feel a little uncomfortable. Guilty, even.
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