As it had rained steadily all day long; sheets and slivers of chunky New York rain…there was nothing left to do but buy a loaf of strawberry and cream bread. And as there was still nothing really to think about, a cup of strong black coffee with real whipping cream might do the trick.
The lake kept rising and even the umbrellas were sleepy and the rain led nowhere and everywhere. It was time to sit down…
690 Saint Paul 