
Today is the last day of the cold spell. By the weekend, it’s going to be 90 degrees.

I like going to the riverbank in the snow. It’s just me and the tree branches.

And a family of ducks, with the city hovering like a specter on the horizon.

Today is the last day of the cold spell. By the weekend, it’s going to be 90 degrees.

I like going to the riverbank in the snow. It’s just me and the tree branches.

And a family of ducks, with the city hovering like a specter on the horizon.
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