Faux Snow Days
I was sitting in the corner cafe when the first blanket of snow hit Brooklyn. All of the sudden the sky got dark, and a few tiny drops turned into chunky flakes. They blew with the harsh wind across parked cars and in-front of decorated brownstone windows. For a moment, I started to make a plan to retrieve the kids later that afternoon. My kids are New…
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