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"I’m always sad."
"Are there certain thoughts associated with the sadness?"
"No, the sadness is under the thoughts. It’s like when you’re on a camping trip, and it’s really cold, and you put on extra socks, and an extra sweater, but you still can’t get warm, because the coldness is in your bones."
"Do you hope to get away from it?"
"Not anymore. I just hope to come to peace with it."
Every Monday, to help you navigate our newly unlocked content, we’ll be releasing a themed collection of New Yorker classics. Today, in our New York City Collection, read the harrowing tale of an office worker trapped in an elevator for the weekend, a love letter to the city’s oldest saloon, and the story of a school for teens on Rikers Island.
Illustration by Marcellus Hall.