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Dr. Spencer’s self-quarantine (effective after all) had wide bounds: from Harlem to Brooklyn, a farm share to the Meatball Shop.

October 21: 3 p.m. He ate lunch at the West Village Meatball Shop.

4:30 p.m. He went to the High Line, where he took a stroll and stopped in at Blue Bottle Coffee.

October 22: 1 p.m. He went for a run—about three miles—along Riverside Drive and the West Side Highway.

2 p.m. He visited the Community Supported Agriculture farm share at Harlem’s Corbin Hill Farm and picked up some fresh produce.

5:30 p.m. He went to The Gutter bowling alley in Williamsburg via the A and L trains.

8:30 p.m. He Uber-ed back to his Hamilton Heights apartment, where he slept and then woke up nauseated and feverish.

October 23: 1 p.m. He was rushed by ambulance to Bellevue Hospital.