New York City, November 2, 2015

★★ A whitened November sun rose over a morning whose chill was too weak for a zipped-up hoodie. Stubborn brown clung to the northwestern horizon. Workers were out with lifts, putting lights into the trees on Broadway. The day grew duller and duller, failing to a concrete gray long before the early nightfall could arrive. There was no cue from the light as to which way was which in dim downtown Brooklyn. A brief and pointless gaudiness marked the passage to the elongated night.