Day 298: 7pm Central Park, near the Great Hill.

Spent a few hours up on the Great Hill this evening. Observed loads of boys under five kicking balls, scootering, arguing, running, and eating cake. A pizza delivery guy rode up on his bike to supply picnickers with food. A woman did yoga while two guys strummed their guitars and sang Tom Petty songs. Heaven.

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  1. The sun in this is PERFECTION.

  2. The sun is perfection no?

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