I fumbled through hand gestures and broken English to acquire the rooftop key from our apartment security guard.  Val and I poked pinholes into cardboard pieces.  These contraptions would act as our “viewfinders.”  Going to the rooftop, this time, wouldn’t involve jumping a ten foot wall and clambering through a window.  Thank god!  A key would ensure an easy entry.

We stood there and watched as the moon appeared as just a sliver, at first, until it was a full eclipse.  A partially cloudy day was a blessing in disguise.  The clouds acted as a filter, making the strain on our eyes less severe.  This is what we saw.

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