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If you have trouble sleeping, like I often do, you learn that there is a point where you just give up and wake up for the day.

Around 5:20 this morning I knew that time had come, I lost my battle with the morning and acquiesced defeat with lazy legs swinging onto a cold floor.

On my way to my favorite cheap breakfast counter in the city I passed by the projects on Eldridge St. There was something really sad about the playground empty, frozen and months from regular use. I put my bag down, climbed to the top of the slide rocked my body back and forth and back and forth and threw myself down that lonely slide.

Nobody deserves to be alone, not even a slide in February.