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Hours in the Snow

by tread_lightly

If the tip of your nose freezes on the walk home tonight, embrace the pain. Don't wish it away. It just means that your nerves still have endings your skin is thick enough your body isn't pretending it still gives a f***.
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Feb 7, 2020
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