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New York State of Mind ...
Sitting inside the restaurant I look out through the window.
The sun is back today - direct and harsh, the white light forming halos behind people’s hair as they walk outside moving from shop to shop.
My hand reaches down to my jacket as we wait for the pizzas to arrive. Car keys and mobile phone.
The place we are eating in has two sets of doors protecting those inside from the cold blowing down the street.
My mind wanders back to the last time in New York where every restaurant seemed to have these double doors or a thick curtain to stop diners sitting in draughts.
I watch the people walk by outside and my hand searches in the pocket for the camera that isn’t there.
