Every year around this time, I emerge from seasonal-affective hibernation and begin to prepare for my weekly warm-weather pilgrimages to Fire Island. The trees in New York City begin to bud, and New Yorkers frantically return to the gym in preparation for spring's inevitable striptease and a lot of daytime outdoor drinking. I dug through my winter archives and came up with a few images for you to look at while you enjoy a day when the clouds finally don't rain and piss boring snow that doesn't stick to the ground.
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