I visited Amir at Brown in the spring of 1997. Dylan was playing in their hockey rink, like, in person. They dragged him out for a third encore, and he closed it up with Rainy Day Woman. Amir and I left halfway through the song, feeling slightly appalled but satisfied overall. We walked around the campus and town for a while, going from party to party. Amir stopped at a dorm where a girl that he liked was living. I remember him talking with her over the intercom. I don’t remember what he said to her, but it was something so sweet and gentle. To this day I can’t think about Amir without remembering that sweetness.
