January 14, 2014

Zürich. June, 2007

If you’re going to have a night to spend in Zürich en route from Istanbul to Boston, it’s nice to have it be in June. And especially nice to time it to spend the evening with my friend Nick, who apprenticed nearby some 100 years ago. On a walk from our hotel through streets Nick knew well, this late spring sunlight, dappled. (I am surprised that the formal, rule-following Swiss allow such random patterns.)

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