Last night....
Tiny spatters of rain on my shoulders...not enough to cool off, but better than air-conditioner drips from above...
Sitting at the bar at Chestnut, drinking French rose and eating their fab "BLT" tomato salad--a steak-sized slab of lime-colored evergreen tomato, surrounded by cubes of heirloom tomatoes and smoky-chewy slab bacon, all drizzled with buttermilk dressing and a tumble of lettuces.
The Philomel Project, a stunning opener to downtown's Fringe Festival. Miss it at your peril.
Holding up the broken strap of my dress all the way home, to avoid having a Tara Reid moment on the midnight F train.
And back home, lying naked in front of both fans with a glass of ice water on my stomach...
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