A night in Brooklyn. Surreal. Furious argument on a train turned into furious argument on a street corner. Someone stalked off into the freezing night. Have to be discreet here. Felt very bad. Then a dinner party, hard to concentrate. Then a bizarre event where people dressed as Rubik's cubes. Then a crowded place, very hot, the air full of STDs as big as horseflies. When we got home, we saw our cab driver assaulted by his next "customers": some hale and swaggering frat boys who kicked his mirror off and hit him. Told a cop who nodded silently.
In the afternoon, I finished the "final" revisions of something which I will now with great relief send to the patient recipient.