I’d nearly forgotten about that pocket of time, a good 3-4 weeks post-Labor Day where it’s still warm enough to sleep with the windows open but school is back in session. Tuesday, I was awoken to the typical screaming and yelling, even with more than a handful of police officers keeping relative peace. I can' t for serious autumn.
Also, I was only out of town for a week and in the meantime they closed off my subway entrance at Carroll St. for “approximately a year” and blocked off my exit at Jay St. indefinitely. What the fuck, MTA?