★★★★★ The clouds kept easing out of the way of the sun. When they were an almost-full sheet in the morning, the light came in below them from the east, and it continued unimpeded all day. A little gold was up in the trees. Traffic kicked up a glowing cloud of dust in the sunward middle distance. A woman on Fifth Avenue wore a vivid pink sweater, matched by the pink iridescing in her sunglass lenses. Sunglasses were everywhere. Colors reflected from one vehicle in the jammed-up crosswalk to the next, blending into confusion. The people rattling around the afternoon cross streets were in visibly elevated moods. A laughing teen girl gave her laughing friends the finger.