Weather at the base of the Fort Greene Monument seemed warmer than yesterday even though the temperature was the same as on Friday.
I biked up to the plaza honoring the dead prisoners of the Revolutionary War and basked in the wan rays of the January sun.
A park ranger warned me not to bike down the hill.
I waited for him to enter his office and rode my bike to the weekend market in a clear example of civil disobedience.
I'm a bad man.