★★ The humid breeze was a huge improvement over the humid and crowded elevator, but it didn’t offer much to appreciate on its own merits. Strangely filtered sun came glimmering in and as quickly faded back out. The breeze grew wild and rattly, jumping around up under the shirttails, a reminder that this was the remains of what had been a hurricane somewhere else. A thin, fine diagonal rain suddenly appeared and persisted, occasionally changing its angle or intensity, thwarting every possible opportunity to have gotten up and gone out for fresh air. It left things wet and unrefreshed. After dark, more rain came. Putting up a hood against it, in the stuffy night air, was exactly as uncomfortable as leaving the hood down and getting rained on.