May 27, 2024

Nothing beats the instant paralysis this city endures with the first big snowstorm of the year.  And boy, oh boy did we have a post-Christmas doozy of a blizzard this year.  Twenty inches in 24 hours – with 50 mile an hour winds, to boot – is nothing to sniff at.  Which is why I’ve nicknamed it Snowmageddon.  Venturing out yesterday once it had finally passed, I found a kind of beautiful mayhem:  unploughed roads, waist-high drifts, and cars abandoned higgly-piggly.  Then I came upon this post-apocalyptic Jitney in the middle of Third Avenue and realized there was only one sensible thing to do:  go shopping.

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