My iPhone says it’s 5:58pm. It’s Friday, November, 18, 2011. I stand on the subway platform under Rockefeller Center waiting for the D train to take me to Harlem, taking me “home” to a friend’s house where my wife waits. … Continue reading
My iPhone says it’s 5:58pm. It’s Friday, November, 18, 2011. I stand on the subway platform under Rockefeller Center waiting for the D train to take me to Harlem, taking me “home” to a friend’s house where my wife waits. … Continue reading