How Do You Show the Cold?

Broadway, near 207th Street, 8:19 a.m., looking north.
Maybe 12 degrees, Fahrenheit, mostly calm winds.
In the night, as we tried to sleep, the cold wind blew about garbage and random objects.
For the commuters in the morning, we saw the remaining evidence on the way to work.
Note: "We" is used here as the royal "we,"
as meaning every conscious being in the city of New York.


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