New York City, May 2, 2016

★★ The fog was enough to leave the view faded but not erased; the damp chill was not quite so damp as to threaten rain. Hardly anyone needed to be threatened by this point. Maybe the one man on the downtown platform in bare ankles and white sneakers, or the other in slate-blue suede shoes. The fog lightened still more, to a spectral unclearness on the air. The sky went from gray to white, and people intermittently cast shapeless shadows on the gum-flecked pavement. Then, with the day all but used up, the sky went on over to blue, if not clear blue.