In Manhattan for a week, hurrying up 5th Avenue in the drizzle past the Empire State Building, its facade darkened by scaffolding jutting out over the sidewalk jammed with tourists, hawkers vending tickets for sightseeing tours, buses, lines of people, I hurried uptown, stepping out into the summer shower now and then to make headway against the crowds, at 34th looking around to get my bearings—I don’t remember where we were headed—someone said they heard my name called out as I rushed up the street, but looking up and down 5th Avenue only the throng of passersby, umbrellas and raincoats, milling at the light or turning the corner.