What a beautiful day. Sunny blue skies, 75 degrees, no humidity. Just perfect. The neighborhood was bustling with activity. Sidewalk restaurants were packed with brunch-ers, brownstone stoops were occupied by beer-drinkers or Times-readers. Young couples were walking around with their annoying kids, cigarette-smoking people walked their cute dogs. Vegetable-and fruit stands galore. Spring is finally here.
Old lady to little kid (grand-daughter, perhaps): "See, this tree is starting to come out."
Little kid: "Wh-yyyy.....?"
Old lady: "Because it is spring!"
Little kid: "Wh-yyyy.....?"
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