Gah!
The wind chill right now is 9, which is about enough to make leaving this coffee shop less appealing than reading 20 more pages of Antitrust. What's worse than the wind and cold is the color. The sky is pale, as is nearly everything else. A few lights snow hasn't created much accumulation of anything but rock salt, which covers every surface outside, and a few inside. Cars are all a pale salty gray, as is the asphalt. Chicago isn't a great place to be uplifted by your surroundings today.
A suggestion: color the salt. A few bucks worth of dye and any major thoroughfare could be a riot of color. Hunter green up and down Clark, Cubby blue on Addison; add it all up and this pallid midwestern burg could be as colorful as Rio during carnivale.
Without all of the exposed flesh, of course.
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