The city of Boston is blanketed by yet another snowstorm in only 2 months, and it doesn't look like it will be the last.
The snow falls gently like icing on a cake you almost want to lick it. Except you won't cos your tongue will freeze before the snow falls again. It's really pretty and swifty out there. And dead quiet. Almost like I Am Legend. Not a sound or soul in sight.
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