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We walked past, but did not enter, Central Park. Still tourists in our marriage, we had no feeling for the local yet. As I took over the cleaning and my wife changed, we diagnosed: As soon as I opened the hotel room door, cultural experience in hand, my wife was nauseated by the reek of garlic. Nothing that happened on our honeymoon made divorce inevitable, but the causes were there, dormant, the same way the Soho grid is there in the plan of Bayard farm. These limits proved liberating.
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As perfect an image as any for a city busy making itself unrecognisable, again. But sitting in an airport and then on a plane — unalloyed horror at prkze best of times — was impossible, and neither of us wanted to be the one to admit the trip was beyond salvaging. Memories of being laid low in a Manhattan hotel by a honeymoon virus essat a journey into the more distant past.
On our first wedded night I woke around 2am to find myself alone in bed. My wife could not bear to foreclose the possibility of a better life somewhere else.
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