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I’ve got a new house on East Eighteenth Street. Its supply and arrangement have been my main occupation (some might say obsession) these last weeks, and now I’m settled here, and the rabbits are here, and there’s a runner carpet for the hall coming in the mail, and everything is shaking out just gorgeously. I walk to the Greenmarket in Union Square for big bunches of kale and peaches. I take long afternoon naps. (Thanks to the high ceilings, there’s lots of room to dream, which is good, because summer is the season for dreaming.) I fetched my Matt Neiderhauser photo from its foster home (for three years!) in Williamsburg. I drink lots of jasmine tea, and the bunnies chew on the willow branches I bought them, which they like but not as much as the last branch of apple tree branches. No matter. They like them.
We all like everything deliriously.
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