Max Soha

Snow remained, clutching the curbs, sticking to our boots. But a warming sun cut through the wind as we walked uphill. Eight of us, talking fast, walking fast, towards lunch. We filled the back table that stretched the width of the wall stacked with wine bottles. It was Friday, we had a train to catch later in the day. But here, we could sit and be for an hour or two.

The gnocchi was perfection. And afterwards, so too the picture, ready for its frame.

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Max Soha, New York City, 2017

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