January 18th, 2020: Winter in Central Park, New York. It is nearly freezing. Snow & ice still cling to shadows under trees, nearly all the leaves have long fallen and been swept away, but right now the sky is clear blue, with tall, rolling clouds. The sun is beyond it's peak for the day, and now, slowly, the wind is coming in from the Atlantic.

From the southern entrance of the park, walk north, and listen for: skateboarders, saxaphone, opera in an underpass, geese speaking with every corner of human, trees and winter bird song, water flowing, waves of commuters, the last blowing leaves, going back inside... and what else?

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