Photo by Bricolage on Flickr.
Alfred and I have been friends since the mid 80s, when each of us worked at the New School. Now, we happen to live 14 blocks apart on Manhattan’s Upper West Side.
Tall, urbane, a consumer of all things cultural, Alfred runs every other day in Central Park in good weather. Otherwise, he goes to the West Side Y, where he has just taken up yoga in addition to his usual routines.
Alfred also likes to cook and occasionally hosts dinner parties. (Hang on, Dear Reader, this post is not going where you might think.) Continue reading
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