Snow is coating the ground outside, it's colder than hell, and I find myself possessed of a desperate sort of euphoria. I'm not really sure from where it sprang, but I can't seem to shake it
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Those still, snowy nights in Pittsburgh are kind of magical. Between the huge hills and the low sky, even walking on the street feels like you're indoors. And if the orange city lights are reflecting off of low snowclouds, it gives everything a very surreal glow.
I really miss walking around Pittsburgh during those nights.
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I really miss walking around Pittsburgh during those nights.
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