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Christine sends her day’s most beautiful thing:

…i walked down the
stairs, i saw a certain glow coming from outside the windows facing the
street. i quickened my pace only to be brought to a halt at what i found.
laying before me, on the other side of the glass, was a blanket of snow.
not just any kind of snow. fresh, pure, clean snow. still untouched by
the various cars, pedestrians and canines. perfect snow. reflecting the
heavens above. its simple beauty just … glowing.