...here in a walk-up apartment on the upper West Side, chairs were put out...
...food was devoured
...neighbors, friends, strangers gathered...
...and the host welcomed us to a night of music.
Then the singer began to sing...
...all those songs Florence listened to during dissolving afternoons and that very last night.
For a brief moment I was home. Back in Her New York.
2 comments:
Thanks for your kind words. May I also add that pictures were taken and words were written...
Hi Co -
Looks like a nice event. Why, I remember when we used to do these things all the time. Especially in Montreal, where everyone was broke.
Now that everyone everywhere else is broke as well, I wonder if these events will come back?
T.
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