are out there.
28 Jan 2002 / 2:32 p.m.
snow has been falling since last night. outside my office window plows cut gashes through the drifts along greg street. ice-crusted suvs and cars creep silently down the brown furrows. everything is quiet and beautiful.
this morning the sun rose behind pink snow . it vanished behind low clouds that hung over the mountains. it was quite beautiful, but not at beautiful as yesterday.
i just looked outside my window. there is no horizon.
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