There we were, walking along the snowy sidewalks. She was telling a story. One I had heard before, and didn't care about the first time either. So I got lost in the world around me. The swirling snowflakes, the faces of the people passing by, the smell of winter. A 7 or 8 year old girl walked past, loudly proclaiming "This snow is fun!" As she made
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