I was asked not to listen to Song 12, so I didn’t. I was writing about this when my computer died. My first thought, once I discovered the extent of the blackout, was not of elevators or train cars or even open-heart surgeries, but of the people stuck in rides at Coney Island, upside-down.
A man signs a shovel and so he digs.
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