Keeping Warm
December. Last year.
The Valley had gotten a rare snow storm.
Two best friends and I
walked out into the (literal) freezing cold.
Ice beneath thin rubber shoe soles
makes for easy frostbite.
My toes hurt so bad.
Every restaurant was closed
so three cold friends
shared a pizza at a Sizzle Pie.
Scares, coats, and greasy pizza.
A perfect Winter evening.
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