Circumnavigate the city of a dreamy Sabbath afternoon. . . thousands upon thousands of mortal men fixed in ocean reveries. Yesterday – a sunny Sabbath Sunday – I took a Brooklyn family on a bike tour of the Manhattan and Brooklyn shoreline, and stole the opening lines of Melville’s
The Opening Gate
The Opening Gate
The Opening Gate
Circumnavigate the city of a dreamy Sabbath afternoon. . . thousands upon thousands of mortal men fixed in ocean reveries. Yesterday – a sunny Sabbath Sunday – I took a Brooklyn family on a bike tour of the Manhattan and Brooklyn shoreline, and stole the opening lines of Melville’s