It was 65 and sunny today in New York.
Driving in my car with the windows down, I suffered from geographic dislocation. I kept thinking I was driving east down Beverly Blvd, toward La Brea. But then I would look up and see the Hudson River and the Palisades, not the snow capped hills surrounding the L.A. basin. And not a swaying palm or jacaranda tree in sight.
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