Irene entered the city soft, tender, and wet. She went on all night long, strong yet not too rough, quite sensitive to our needs here in Manhattan. It was a long night we had together that lasted way into the morning hours. After a burst of sunshine followed by a quiet nap and one more round, Irene seemed to have fallen asleep…but no not yet, she came on one more time…a strong wind, stronger than at anytime during the night. One last time, man…”Baby Got Back.”