Wednesday, February 24, 2016

At the Steinway Mansion, late evening February 24, 2016. (With apologies to the English novelist Edward Bulwer-Lytton. Dear Reader: can you spot the one word, a place name, that has been substituted for Bulwer-Lytton's "London"?)

"It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents - except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in Astoria that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness."

Hey, the wind blew the gates on the fence open:

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