Jeremy looked out the window to the office and announced it wasn’t raining. “There are a few people with umbrellas,” he said. “But, just, the wimpy ones — you know?”
It was 1:15, a little more than halfway through the day. I decided it was time to make my move. So I jumped out to the street and headed for the Bryant Park Sukkah.
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