I am writing this wearing a black long sleeve top, some checkered pants and a pair of black pumps. I am in the Montreal underground after needing to dig myself out of 30 cm (12 inches for you Americans) of snow to let the street plows do their work. So I drove to the center and parked underground while the city clears. I then ditched my boots and jacket in the car and switched to my heels.
I will stay here most of the day and drive home this evening in hopes that my neighborhood will look a little cleaner. When it comes to these storms I am a pretty resourceful girl because, after all, I have lived here most of my life.
As I entered one of the underground coffee places I sometimes frequent, the young female barista said
"Hey beautiful I haven't seen you for a while"
It made all the shoveling worthwhile.
I will stay here most of the day and drive home this evening in hopes that my neighborhood will look a little cleaner. When it comes to these storms I am a pretty resourceful girl because, after all, I have lived here most of my life.
As I entered one of the underground coffee places I sometimes frequent, the young female barista said
"Hey beautiful I haven't seen you for a while"
It made all the shoveling worthwhile.

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