superstorm
Dispatch From A Pocha: Lost in New York City
I put on pants today. It wasn’t nearly as horrible as I remember.
Though it’s only been three days since Hurricane Sandy ransacked the East Coast, it feels like three years.
Manhattan is a different world. The subways are flooded, people are trapped in their neighborhoods, only the Thai place is delivering.
I went to the bodega for some cans of tuna, all they had was anchovies… Never mind, another day of coconut curry…