Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Slow Man Walking Still

No longer a hood but a black and blue toque. Jacket, black and blue to match. The temperature, blinking on the corner as I waited for the light, was  -23 degrees. Oh, when will it be Spring?

I can't see any ear-buds, but I suspect they are there hidden under the scarf.

The walk is faster than it used to be, but still painfully slow.

Perhaps the girlfriend is gone.

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