i didn’t want to like this but it was just all so familiar - the crappy greenpoint apartment, remembering the neighborhood as always winter, (all that asbestos siding slick with ice, snow gathered on stoops and wrought-iron, the sky always low and grey, industrial smokestacks rising above the rooftops, the greyed asphalt turned a dirty white with salt), the dollar donuts at peter pan (best in late afternoon, sitting at the counter dunking a slightly stale cake donut into equally stale coffee, the windows of the shop fogged up from the cold outside)