A graffitist posed a reasonable question: where will we go when the water rises?
There was an attempt at a posed picture on a favorite that ended up capturing some essential kid qualities quite nicely.
We had a last brunch at our old weekly haunt, Olga's.
Poached eggs on cheddar-scallion scones: yum.
Later, we walked along the river ...
... taking in gondolas against the setting sun ...
... and hoping to catch our last Waterfire ...
... but left when the lighting still hadn't occurred an hour past the designated time, alas.
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