12.03.2000
You know what I really like about cold weather. The way you can see your breadth. It's a sign that says you are alive. You can feel the air as it goes in your lungs. You can feel it warning up inside you and then you expel your warmth out into the cold world where it is not accepted. Instead it puts on a big show and disappears.
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