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From Christian Kane’s blog :
The morning met me a little late today. As I woke I traveled to the window expecting to see a haze or a fog or something that would represent the aftermath of what happened the night before, but the streets were filled with people, not as many as I imagine usually walk the city, but they were there, nonetheless. I did however notice the pace was slower, and the cafe across the street moved a fraction less than the preceding day of laughter and carefreelessness (...)