We took the subway up to the North End. Amy led us through tight, almost Old World, wandering streets. Past buildings that looked like they'd been built before the US was a country. The whole way, we braced ourselves against the arctic winds.
Amy had made reservations for us at some tiny red sauce joint that was little more than a storefront window and ten tables. We had a big meal, Amy had more wine, and we all enjoyed ourselves immensely. Afterwards, we went down the street and bought cannoli. Then we went back to Amy's apartment.
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