June 7, 2021 - It happened along Sixth Avenue near West Fifty-fifth Street, a few moments after noon.

It happened along Sixth Avenue near West Fifty-fifth Street, a few moments after noon. It happened outside of the Warwick Hotel. Four or five women in business dresses walked with two or three men who were wearing suits. It happened so quickly. The way they were walking was so effortless and usual, the way people would walk these Manhattan streets before March of 2020. They walked north along Sixth Avenue, and nearly each one of them was carrying a bag of take-out lunch, or a cup of coffee. No masks. I was sitting on a bench across the street and I could only see them from a distance so I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but they were laughing. They looked happy. The sun was high and bright in the sky.