As expected, I survived. I did walk home in the blizzard at 1:30am on Friday night (from work, not fun) but woke up to sunshine and snow on the ground. It didn’t snow as much as a I hoped, but Central Park did woo me with its prettiness. And the piles of trash look like giant snowdrifts after a blizzard. I support that.
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Lovely, lovely, lovely.