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[shakeyrtush]

It's a beautiful November morning in Montreal, the snow is falling slowly, steadily... feathering it's way into car locks and knitted scarves in the cold winter wind. It's bitterly cold here, but bitter in the most wonderful I have a warm cup of coffee, a cozy sweater, and a quiet cafe to sit in sort of way. Sometimes, I begin to believe I really

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[slightlyhaunted]

I know the feeling so well. Every time I wake up and see the snow I just...I don't know. It's a reason to get up and go outside.

Really?

[slightlyhaunted]

When I look out of my window and see the blistering cold complete with wind and ice falling from the sky it really makes me want to stay in bed. I have good times in the snow, but its not something that makes me want to leave my warm, warm bed. I guess I'm still a southerner at heart.

Glad to hear you are enjoying Montreal Beck, I've always loved that city, it's just...awesome, for lack of a better word.

From long ago,
-Alex Z.

P.S. I will do anything to avoid studying at 5:30 in the morning, including getting completly lost on the in-ter-net and ending up here.

winter

[anonymous]

check!

[ben_brill]

i bet you remember this