The magic hour

58th St. sunset

On Saturday, I was out all afternoon and then came home to rest up before M’s fabulous birthday party, which started at 10PM (I know I’m old because I agreed with my father when he said that seemed kind of late). When I walked out of my apartment at 7.30, there was a strange quality to the light that made me wonder if a tornado was imminent. No, it was just summer dusk – too dark for sunglasses, too light for infrared night vision goggles (I’d guess). Ten minutes later, I caught the end of sunset on E. 58th Street.

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