Vitamin K!

Also, sunlight! In Manhattan! Around noon Morningside Park was eerily empty, though it was in the fifties, sun-flooded, and still. Larva and I sunburned on a bench for two hours while Boo stood alert, ready to unleash his wrath on any dogs that might chance his way. There was a guy with green Astroturf flip-flops of indeterminate age and ethnicity, a man with mirrored glasses and elephantine headphones, a pit bull with a heavy chain and padlock around its neck. My face is now like borscht and my borscht is now like a summer day.