Blackout
2003
It takes a while to get used to having power again, I was still afraid to use the elevators, I didn't want to be caught in a Staten Island relapse. Looks like some places like the W hotel still hadn't quite gotten it together, the water in my apartment came with brown and little bits of dirt, it was nice to have TV and I ate some of the food, figuring it was on it's last legs- a little risky maybe but apparently I got away with it. |
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Saturday morning
life was not exactly normal. Dean came over to join me in a forage for food
(and to restock batteries and water... just in case). It was hard to get
in the elevator. These poor folks still couldn't get home. I thought of stopping to ask if they needed anything but they looked like they wanted to be left alone. Parts of the park smell like human excrement. Can not blame them, wonder how they worked that out last night. |
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I called the restaurant where Topher works, he answered! They are bailing out and hoping to be serving dinner. As you can see, the supermarket had to throw out all their meats... |
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