[Dear John -- Happy birthday! I wish you were here with me today. I'm sitting by the angel fountain in Central Park -- the one from the HBO series, "Angels in America." It is nice, calm, only the sound of running watter rippling down from the Angle's feet. Molly and I just had lunch at the opulent restaurant on the back of this card, called Tavern on the Green. Very Alice in Wonderland, I thought, just without the mad hatter. Flowers everywhere -- on the carpet, on the chairs, on the ceiling, outside. Unicorns in paintings. A literal hall of mirrors. It was a little much. But so over the top that it is also kind of magical. Love you, John]
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