Sitting at a café terrace, sipping a nitro-brewed iced coffee that is meant to infuse the drink with a Guiness-like consistency–can’t go wrong there–while another customer has taken the piano chair for a late morning recital of “Let it Be”, reading Bashō

From this day forth

I shall be called a wanderer,

Leaving on a journey

Thus among the early showers

The Records of a Travel-worn Satchel , Bashō, 

There was no rain in the forecast, indeed, it was nearly one hundred degrees Fahrenheit, fairly humid and very sunny. Is there a better time for a walk?

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