January 31st, 2012

“I dove into piles of leaves in a park because it was my last chance before the snow and if my friend and I were going to enjoy the city properly on the holiday, unbound from obligation and other people, we had to do whatever everyone else was not doing.

Birds flying in flocks circled above the streets and between buildings, black outlines against a bright, clouded sky, and they landed on ledges and rested and did the same thing over again.”

Robb Todd, “The City From a Bridge

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