Thanksgiving resonance
28 בנוב, 2008
Eleven years ago I happened to spend Thanksgiving eve in a hotel room on West 34th street, contemplating a seemingly tempting job offer, shocked to find the city closed, desperately seeking an open restaurant.
In about an hour, up on West 125th street, our stuffed turkey is supposed to be ready for carving.
91 streets, 11 years, one can try to calcultate the dimensions and frequencies of life's resonance cavity.
1 בדצמבר, 2008 בשעה 12:06
שכחת את האג-נוג והוויסקי.
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