Short Story: Harlem’s Humidor (353 words): "Harlem’s Humidor
It was raining in Harlem. The hot and notoriously oppressive New York humidity bowed momentarily to the baptism of cool healing rain. It fell in heavy drops against the office window of the 12-story building and trickled down the glass in chaotic currents before passing from view to the streets below.
It was nothing like Arkansas. No trees. No slow moving rivers. No shady afternoons with friends on porches sipping pleasure from the rounded lip of a shared mason jar.
It was New York."
-- This story is pretty cool, check out the rest if you have time -- Bob
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