On the return from Portland, my wife thought it might be a good idea to ease back into New York City, so we went to Governor's Island for a bit of nature and remoteness from the city. We came to a city still caked in a heat wave (though the temperatures on the island were moderated by the surrounding waters) and traversed by a declining transportation infrastructure, but at least on Governor's Island, we traveled on bikes, and from a distance, things still appeared to be magnificent. Perhaps both of us, and me certainly, are looking for a way to reconcile with our current location.
Death Cab for Cutie - Transatlanticism.

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