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This is my dear old friend Matt.  For nearly as long as I’ve known him — 12 or 13 years now, goodness me! — we’ve had a shared nickname for each other: Kitty.  (Probably best not to ask.)  Anyhow, Kits is finishing up his phD in cinema studies at Brown, and is down here in the city this week with his lovely wife Anita.   Last Friday evening, we got together for some whiskey and fried chicken, the former at the local and at Dram, and the chicken at Pies n Thighs.  And the Kit very happily took part in the Backdrop Project as the sun hit a fairly optimal, low point near the horizon.

It’s been a whirlwind couple of weeks, with so many old friends coming into town as the academic year ends and holidays start up.  Makes me realize just how many friends I have out there, away from the city, and awfully sad that we can’t see each other all the time, or at least more frequently.   If nothing else, though, all of these visits means that I get to take my out of town friends to my favorite dining spots, or sometimes try out new spots.  As the weather gets nicer, I really ought to make better use of my front stoop — what better way to laze away a late afternoon than with friends and cold drinks on a shady, mostly-quiet Brooklyn street?
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