Outside, snow falls softly like slow-motion static, blunting the sidewalks and streets into silence. I stand in the pizza shop, jacket dripping on the tile floor, while they finish preparing my order.
From the second floor, the party room of the shop, comes a distant, muted cheer that rises like a wave and falls, some folks watching the game, maybe, and the woman sitting at the bar looks up worriedly from her phone before she realizes what's going on and relaxes.
"I thought maybe there was a riot going on, but then I thought," she says to me, looking out at the quiet, empty street, "'In this weather?'"
One year ago today: Startled
Two years ago today: I Love You, MTA
Three years ago today: Frost/bite
Nine years ago today: 1-7-08 Meta-bragging