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philosophy of snow shovelling

In sunny surf he woke to hear the snow: the muffled strident rhythms of machines. He coughed; a spasm tore his chest; he sneezed; yet soon he’d trudge out shoveling in the cold. The trees were puffed in white, each … Continue reading

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