After we left, we got caught in a torrential downpour while walking back to my apartment (instant karma!) and everyone had to raid my wardrobe for a dry change of clothes. Grant opted for a hoodie and a stretched-out old pair of skiing thermals that I don't think had seen the light of day since '93.
So cold that I'd taken to wearing my black thermals that I'd bought for my upcoming trip to Estonia, Finland, Germany and Hungary under my clothes while walking around in NYC.
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