Dear snow,
…dear Minus 25 Degrees Celsius, dear 70 km ph Winds and your Death-chill-Factor,
Thank you for finding a way to freeze a substantial part of the city’s water system – at the very point in our heavy winter when we collectively agree to become grumpy that the world is not green and growing.
The first birds have come north, singing thinly in the cold, but – singing! Each is reported like an omen…
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