40 degrees

On a sunny 40-degree day when I’m wearing a heavy coat and hat and mittens, every object appears in sharp focus, someone has twisted the lens ever-so-slightly and I can see the crystals of snow melting in the slush, the stencil graffiti on concrete wall of the Swedish restaurant, the American flag rolled up and left on top of a newspaper box. Forty-degrees-and-sunny-in-winter is my new favorite state of being.

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