There were still things that I missed about New York Summers: I missed hotel bars, with their democratic door policies, top-shelf liquors and quiet, conversation-friendly rooms; Thursday night walks from the office to anywhere, making stops for ice cream or coffees, parking myself in squares or parks without much forethought; and the 24/7 version of the city that the virus killed, no longer could you order a pizza at 2 AM, or rely on a always-open drugstore. But still, what we were experiencing in New York's soft-opening felt like a step out of the woods.
Read MoreIt happened fast -- I returned from Paris feeling like I could take over the world, then slipped into a phase where I was bored with life, the office moved to work-from-home only a few days before New York went into lockdown, Alistair lost a dear friend, the numbers climbed, and now we are here. It is April.
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