While the rain aspect of the storm was over, there was still lingering high wind gusts into Sunday morning. The one aspect of the storm I got to revel in... except for the quality of the air. I don't think NYC ever smelled or felt that "fresh". A hurricane is like nature's version of a power wash to the atmosphere. Pollen, pollution, that weird garbagy smell that always lingers in the city was scrubbed clean. For a while.
Monday, August 29, 2011
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