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Often considered a dull conversation topic, the weather actually leaves room for creativity and panache. It hit a heavy, humid 90 degrees as I was walking up Sixth Avenue to get my kid from the LARPing camp we signed him up for, and my shirt clung to my skin like seaweed. Then, mercifully, a breeze picked up. And picked up some more. A woman around my age approached, pushing a toddler in a stroller. “Ah,” she said, beaming. “That wind!” She took her hands off the stroller, letting it roll, and stretched her arms out like wings. Her sleeves billowed, and she said, half to me, half to the kid, “I want to let it carry me!” The image she conjured brought a smile to my face. As we passed each other and nodded goodbye, I pictured the three of us airborne, floating skyward like Mary Poppins — human kites, flying away on the God-sent breeze and good cheer. Weather co
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