the air is crispy cold. the snow falls softly on the piled streets. i told danny to drive slow and cautiously, 'tis treacherous. on my slightly opened dresser drawer (across from the computer i type this on) there sits a 20 dollar space heater i bought with christmas money, which is stuggling to keep my toes defrosted. my thoughts are mixed around
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