Ice patterns on the windshield. I was waiting in the car for a ride downtown to do some shopping. On our way, we saw a bus, and I switched over to mass transit. It was very mass.
It's rare that you can look out and see this much snow.On the way home, my bus couldn't make it up the hill, so I walked the icy sidewalks with my fragile packages, and made it home just as the next snow began to fall.
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