Rain, or at least the ominous threat of it, every day since June rolled in.
Remind you of anything?
That’s right, June of 2009–when it rained every darn day.
Why did it rain every darn day?
Because Ezekiel Marcus was good and pissed off, is why.
Indeed, the story of the ghost who haunted the vaunted High Line on Manhattan’s West Side, and made it rain, and rain some more, after the site of his death was trampled by tourists, appears here.
No idea why Ezekiel is unhappy again.
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