It’s raining in Manhattan as I watch a man light another man’s cigarette with a neon green lighter. I’m sitting perpendicular to where they are standing, which puts me uncomfortably close to the action. This would be weird, even for New York, if it weren’t for the glass window and multicolored rock bar top that separates me from them. And so it’s like I’m not even … Continue reading A Most Unusual Affogato