New York City is leaking. Or at least my bathroom skylight is after four days of relentless rain. As I write this the tree outside my window is performing a series of backbends against the wind after a massive bolt of pink lightning touched down (I’m guessing) somewhere in Williamsburg. It is NOT a day to feel motivated, especially in the face of numero…
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