Sea, Ho!

Every year I rediscover that I can see the Hudson River from my roof. I went up there because I could smell fire, but not see it. Fire engines and police cars were swarming an area just southwest of me, so I went up to the roof to see if I could spot it. I couldn’t, but there’s the river, right there.

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Stacy Horn

I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.

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